This is a song about "Where you at"

The pioneer of the coke rap

I dont know where my pencils at!?

Double m-g not to mention we got that

I cannot be where you're at

I dont know where my pencils at!?

My jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap

She's tryna fall back, cuz she say i'm all that

Huddling mumbling wondering where the drugs at

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

This is a war zone fag where you at this shit is baghdad

Where the animals get unleashed to spit at you

And the blogger has their reviews in rear view

Because there ain't no coming back from that

Smoking hash thats where the stacks at

Where ma props at? cuz ain't seeing shit

Hit your block with a glock, blog that