This is a song about "T buck"

Like stealing honey, call me winnie t. pooh

I'm on point baby, ready to stick you

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

Chat up your lookin off your knee pad

See, wages is minimum

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

Supportin' my baby girl just like daddy

I’m tryna be low key to keep my self out of t

No matter what i try to make a quick buck,

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

Leaving a jaw in awe unable t-t-t-to comment.

One parent above, the other live scared

Same wack that they're selling, same bang for your buck

Fuck a cold sore, getcha getcha own cup

Yea i need buck thats my fuckin problem

Herpes virus, yeah bitch, i fought one