This is a song about "Toni is a flog"

Is a necessity,

Looking at your money

This is a rap bout how real my life is

Shit, like i ain't been through the scars and bruises

It's my fact y'all are fiction with diction

There is such a fierce competition

I'm feelin' chris childs, you lookin' like kobe bryant jaw

Burn trees all day and then bump the flog gnaw

Lay ya ass down on god's green floor

Money is worst than a war

Can't wear grs, i'm pitching cocaine

Is such a motherfucking pain

Everyday is a lesson

But that’s just life, where i’m from

This rap thing is a book...

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good