This is a song about "Taking care of cows"

Than diggin' in your couch, looking for your car keys

Taking krakkens down the size of sequoia trees

My lyrics step on cows, moo

I can't ever change without you

Baby, just come close, let me play in your hair

He's wheezing out of breath i guess il be taking the chair

Like taking off a sheer hundred pounds of nothing but weight,

Type of nigga to jerk off to his own sex tape

That my stomach's in need of emergency care,

It's been a weekend, five starrin' in her underwear

You gone take care of my

Three j's took me this high

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price

Okay now listen, sitting here taking in the different aspirations of life,

My ghetto’s full of tough brainless thugs who taking drugs,

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks