This is a song about "Ur"

Marijuana smoke doesn't damage ur mind

Dope money still a object, it’s the same damn grind

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Got loads of bad #chemicals inside ur persona 'n' ur feeling ill

Make sure ur seatbelt is fastened

Unify them, mob through, take over and

Ur a hansaw, and your toothless,

Play hard to get, females get jealous

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

Take ur place in the backseat,

Ur strength slipping from both hands/

I'm popping rubber bands

Have a ware and look above ur

When we not in summer

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Let ur injuries assure u who served u ur victory