This is a song about "The seasons"

They gotta like a nigga, call me obama

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

The bigger the the fun

When it's all said and done

I'm the nigga with the juice

When they hear me rocking the groove

I bring the heat like the

You made me wanna

I got a girlfriend she like them gucci shoes

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

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

Waiting for the seasons to weaken it seems like a good idea

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

I'll split when my brain weakens it's insane seasons

Spray the fifth, gator kicks

Change flow like the seasons