This is a song about "We dippen"

My chances were shallow somehow i'm so deep

Lunar whatever we take we keep

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

But we so poor, we got no door,

Ummmm yes, we don't stand in the club

We goin out we showin up

We will hack and cough till we choke

Motherfucker this is forever dope

We would laugh, we would cry, we would fight

Havoc on the track boi, grab it hold it tight

I’m lost without them, when they around i am charles sheen

All my niggas we be winning, we stay tatted, we stay clean.

And my regime includes east coast

We never lived in one place we roamed.

I was born to do the damn thing

We out here we touring