This is a song about "Tee grizzley"

I’m tryna be low key

Got 35 up on that last kings tee

I had on a black tee,

C’mon and let’s chill baby

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

That creased up white tee...fresh fitted raider hat...always stay strapped test me

Fif-tee /nine times till ya de-ceased/ im sick son new form of disease/

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees