This is a song about "That gi"

Hella intelligent that

But they ain't for rat tat tat-tat tat

My shit was submarine like, under ship

That had the voices that people worshiped.

That means go and get that paper too

Win or losered or bluewe must all stay true

He dont want the diamonds

Im that killer that hunts and stunts

Carol city or was it the west

And that that u wernt the best

And what ya cook like

That addiction penalized

Tell by your handbag that boy don't do you right

I got that powder, i got that white

That magic, that vanish

I hope we both do learn from this