This is a song about "The homie j hen balls and gets lit"

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

Messing with the blessing of balls and malls are stressing

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

J, the j is for the judgement that's been put on me.

'cause i had the strength and balls

Huh, a metaphor of course

Cause i got caught up in the scenewondering what would happen to this

And lit a spliff to ponder upon the abyss of kids with no lunches

I got something you've been waiting for

His homie went to his house and opened the door

Shop at saks fifth like it's a target

Chill with asap and get get lit

Crack the balls,and make jokers laugh as they work for fee,

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