This is a song about "Type 2 diabetes"

We the type of niggas you'll depend upon.

As: i’m layin’ in the cut waitin’ for your mom

Some type of competition

And they all mint condition

Got me thinking you 2 chains

Blow trees like a hurricane

So i can understand police victims

Track 13.) 2 cups freestyle (2 cups)

Press, they look at me like i'm a menace

Number 2 pencil or picasos brush