This is a song about "Trill life yah yah"

At age eight, it wasn't hate that filled yah, it was yah uncle's dick,

Feeling like it’s ramadan and i just need a bite quick

My momma a og which makes me a don dada

But being crazy man i could of told yah

America will find a way to eliminate the problem

Anytime you wanna cry, just pull a kleenex out yah front, bum

Evertime i see yah face,i just wanna give them lips a taste,

Then i might have to redirect where my missiles were aimed...

With a gun, wish i could see him clearer

Got that best body yah i love her figure,

How beautiful are thou, africa

For the first time with robert and ani - yah

But all she ever want me to do is unhook her bra

And u still just lil kid...who juz know how to cry yah!

You a lady boss, now you fly free

I remember,yah, it was saturday