This is a song about "Sunday bbq with cases"

Momma say, you making me lose pay

You know he flea by sunday

Seeking for oasis, cristal by the cases, ladies of all races with dime

I must be goin' out my mindlike i'm up against the worldthis guerilla team of mine

Let me teach you all the sounds of love

Sherlock holmes with dem undercover cases

If i bomb on saturday you know she flea by sunday

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

Chicken nugget biscuit in a bbq sauce

Look, now roll my j tight

2am on a sunday night

My aces got mad body cases, preserve spaces at the horse races

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

My ex bitch bitter now cause everything sweet

We're sick of law enforcement and all the cases they beat,