This is a song about "Tinder"

Just like a little snake creeping in the grass

Felt like the towers when the planes went on crash

Exclusives, y'all never seen

People wonder why grass is green,

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

Been dropping classics like you guys were droppin' fire torches,

Keep coming up with funky ass stuff like every single day

Out of this word play? ... no! i'ma dump your body in the bay.

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

My mind fires words like a mac 10 how is this feasible

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

I smoke a fat pound of grass and fall on my ass

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

Myers, liars, try us, bar fires, slash ya car tires,

Talking of the gods you serve

A life of peace and blazing fires