This is a song about "Thick in thin"

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Karma inescapable my thin ice breaking,

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

You don;t thin anymore

I was hitting your mistress with my fidgeting thick fists and then slid in the stiff dick

Did you have fun?cause i'mma need a cab just to get me homemaybe you could call in sick

Superfly, opposite of basic

You bitch on my dick like dogs and thick

She sing, model, and dance, but can't sit still

Leave queers in tears, fear this thin bombardier

Now me, tony, g, and tre got the keys to the nation

To my homie charles bronson cause we been through thick and thin

I’m just a young nigga advocating ambition

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

And use it to roll, till the dough is thin

Look, they gon love me for my ambition