This is a song about "The shruggle"

She can make a pimp fall in love

Where the fuck the chorus

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

Play zeus, homeboy, get a replaced tooth

Niggas couldn't fill my shoes

Saw the bombs on the news

That maybe we can slide intobut now you buriedrest nigga

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Down the street to the car,

Don't go to far

Girls fast how jamaicans run

The bigger the the fun

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

And your son was born with cancer and he live in urgent care