This is a song about "Ultimate swag got ma nigga z we so bad"

I smoked a jay z and its so tasty

But showed up cause i ain't fuckin' lazy

But we so poor, we got no door,

Or something that you paid for

Our children must be taught, of africa

Real bad nigga, ima real mad nigga

Believe me i'mma be your god

Aint jay z, but show me what ya got

They tell me "boy adonis you got brains so nigga go ham."

Better pray that this chopper jam like a radio single, man

We got so much money they thought we never stop

We the squad, young folarin, out that maybach mob