This is a song about "What s happenin"

If you know like i know, you should lie low

Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,

The white boy blossomed after dre endorsed him

Smack ya so damn bad you'll ask, "what the crap's happenin'??"

Wait what if it was the "great"'s ghost on

Flower bomb, matter fact she on that bong

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

Im just a young buck trapped in the mind of a man in his mid 80's

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

But i can't keep you baby girl i'mma confess

Shout out chrissy, rozay and all that

Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.

A couple pair of lips, i'm smoochin' on ya panty line

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

And she looking for them trees, baby we got some

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',