This is a song about "Triangular trade"

J big as a muffler, we puff that meineke weed

I wouldn't trade you for the world, you're all that i need.

So if you wanna wild out and trade blows with kings like me,

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

They trade semen as their holes fill up by the liter

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

We both teenagers with the same mind state

I ain't religious, just for the drug trade

As the words invade and we all wanna trade

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

Of that trade off, my dicks a plane bout to take off

Shame on ya'll, you tryna ball with the game on pause

Put it on everything, history i'mma make

If there was someway they could benefit from the trade

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

This is my sixth crusade, handing out hand grenades on every single slave trade,