This is a song about "Terrify the orpha s"

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Everybody witnessed tombstone by taker and 2f5's by brock the baker

Said i'm bad motherfucker from the w e s t

Highest form of respect, if you say you're not ready

I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run

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

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

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

Go to s c take on the game cocks

Who fly? i'm a red eye with eye drops

My visions that i record, the instruments i adore

I really can't under what s the fighting for

I'll take your ass back to the 80's, dawg, 'cuz even back then,

Hoping that hip-hop can surface and go-go again

Flower bomb, matter fact she on that bong

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