This is a song about "The leafs"

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

You would think that i had a match for a tooth

In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave

'til i pull that wallet out and wa-wave it in her face

Music that y'all condone

Choked the one on the throne

I'm the client you're the broker/

Your careers over, he’s slumped over

Stuck in the in the tub,

Ummmm yes, we don't stand in the club

But after hearing mathematics he was water for my quenching thirst

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

Sort of remind you, why you don’t court no vagina