This is a song about "That gi"

And hold that trident that that nigga poseidon owns

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

I like my girls smart, skinny

That outnumber infinity

That reminds me of that day

Get in the mood on blacc friday

I got that shit, that makes you high

Maybe a peaceful night, baby don't cry

And my only fear's a wedding ring

We tell that nigga that im coming

That dont preach me, that aint peachy,

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

I got that powder, i got that white

Jungle fever for the night