This is a song about "We keep it 100"

And that i spent the night with her

Whatever we under, keep composure/

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

Carry kids like weightlifting school buses full of it

Keep in mind we were so young

Ross and folarin, couple women

Keep us fresh in our hearts, i thought that we could keep in touch but it wasn't gonna happen though

Tell me i ain't god's son, nigga mom a virginwe got evicted had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto

Lunar whatever we take we keep

Shit, if i was old enough to speak

And we try to keep going

I do the right thing

If it's right tonight, i might bite that

I keep it 100 , and you should know it

N it's pivotal we keep it real with our spiritual

I put this j in your face get a whiff of this michael