This is a song about "Talia s ass"

Full of shit, like i ate that john

Wait what if it was the "great"'s ghost on

We buy guns and more guns, to give to the young

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

Has-beens and never-will-be, ringtone rappers

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

Im just a young buck trapped in the mind of a man in his mid 80's

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.

Know what i do: manufacturing crack

But i can't keep you baby girl i'mma confess

If only i could go back into the 80’s

Don't go to far

Bad, just like an 80's car

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed

S on my chest like a superman vest