This is a song about "The finer shit"

And don't you bring your camera phone

Shit louder than the thunder dome

Run up in the crib tryna uncover shit

I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

My shit on the radio your shit on the shelf

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

She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice

Ain't nothing changed since the sadder day, dig

Spitting out the shit shit that makes me sick

Got tired of running from the police

Finer breeds, everything is fleece,

Thats stuck threw all the shit,

So i banged for a minute

Ignorance is bless? shit about the fact that's all bull shit.

I said boss and i meant that; advance, you spent that