This is a song about "There they go"

Those shroom's in your hands where'd they go?

Like that bron-bron? i had that long time ago

They smoke there blunts all day....

Few chips, i get out n' spray

Behind a smile there they hide,

It sends her on a trip so right

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

They let me put it in there butts

Bitch shake your ass, shake it until the wet sweat

Sometimes they go in alive but they then leave dead,

My coach ain't care, so i ain't care

Theres no escaping once they have you there

We gon' rep the city of folarin straight, that bait

There was only one place that i could ever go escape

(uh, uh) there you go that's john doe

At this love thing toe to toe