This is a song about "State quarters"

Prolly cause them niggas wasn't near me, clearly

If its a different state or different city?

Backwoods don’t do papers, that was just for my haters

Told me not to cut corners, use to cut quarters

They fasting they won't leave me ate

We move to every state

Cuz when the press get this verse, their sure to press rewind

Confused state of mind, my existence, undefined

Go ahead admit it faggot, this shit is tighter than butt rape

Rarely there's a true father in this united state

Just to get her into this state,

I can tell you that this tape

Waiting to see progression in each state man

But let me inspire someone who can

Insperation bunny hopping over state lines

This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines