This is a song about "Where are you at"

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

I vanished from where you are, until you stop the weed and ban it

So look at my evolution and what the fuck you are losing

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

And guess where you are today

But i dont never play

Something you are trained at and perform very well

They let them white boys free, we be shocked as hell

Ok, you probably think i get ‘em all with the cash flow

Crockadillys are the shoe for where ever you go

I'm trend-setting, despite of an awful debut

Where the animals get unleashed to spit at you

At best you are average, my scripts are straight damaging,

Good evening, uhm, everybody listening

Where are you gonna go, dog

I got buku broad