This is a song about "Sorts"

I shoot all sorts of fat rockets

We buy cars, y’all flip whips

What up girl, tell me how you been

We made love with all sorts of passion

But you been looking for love in all the wrong places

So now i'm on this bender of all sorts of

The uk is a lovely place, full of all sorts of race

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space

Your life will be full of all sorts of crazy stuff

I done seen embalming fluid ruin a nigga promise

It's a book, it provide one with all sorts of inspiration

See dre did scotland and everybody jocked him

Sipping all sorts of devilish juice

I ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth