This is a song about "We bout it"

If i can leave this place, and just get away

All my niggas rolling, and we bout that gun play

I ain't used to it, she got that hot love

Im bout to lay it down mattress,

No sixteen, no vaccine, i'm so sick my ten bars cough

You better sprint out the building cause we bout to set it off.

We sat together, talking bout love, straight loving in that love seat

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Remember when we telling stories, one was even 'bout a centaur

She drop it low and then she bust moves for the fellow

I just tell ha we be wildin u lyin bout yo