This is a song about "Stones and sticks"

Nigga's shit bricks when they see my sticks,

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Bars crazy of course i'm living the dream

Are your a guy that sticks to green?

Load em up quick, it's time for us to spray

When there's no seeds to plant ill move stones all day

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

Im tryna get on the cover of rolling stones,

All these grave stones kept in clean little rows,

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

I spray her with the cum, and that fucking sticks in

Forever blastin'bitches ain't ready for this thug passion

Yeah, y’all better watch it, mayne, right here we lock and load

Of cigarettes, cancer sticks, almighty fire with no smoke

But i'm white, quite well off and living out within' the sticks.

Two bitches named tiffany i left them with a pair of kids