This is a song about "The finer shit"

I put the nigga in his casket

Icy kash, wit the dope shit

Told you camp lo was my favorite

Hit the soothing spliff on some buddha shit

Baby, oh baby, you're finer than all the ladies

That's why i get cut like i don't fuck with the coach knees

I know what you do with that

And drop the gossip shit,

You just know that's the new shit

One night love: i'mma need that

Finer breeds, everything is fleece,

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice

And hypocrites who think the same shit but don't say shit

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

Chris wallace said the sky was the limit

That hoover figg get the money shit