This is a song about "The seasons"

My sim card's the bomb

The weed into the bong

Girls fast how jamaicans run

The bigger the the fun

Niggas couldn't fill my shoes

I'm the nigga with the juice

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

Went through grievance through many seasons, fought many demons

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

He said that he rather put the pump to his face

Left brain, super 3, creator ace

The streetz is aint the safe

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

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

Dial the humidifier, arrange the amplifier/

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her