This is a song about "Trays"

Driving my car to a foreign place

I need it my way, i need 9 trays

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

Nigga be handin out crawfish trays to lumber heads

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

Nigga be handin out crawfish trays to lumber heads

I am making this out of reanimated beats scheme and inflated trays when,

Instead of countin sheep, niggas countin cannibalsand that's how it is in the pen

My talent should take me places i've never been

I'm walkin' to the food trays to get some fried chicken,