This is a song about "Where you at"

Where the influences lay at bay,

Load em up quick, it's time for us to spray

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Where you feel most at home never can be alone chilling with a blunts hug

Whats withthe hat where do you work at is it that place that i spat at. its been

I be frontinand i'mma drink my hennessey like it ain't nothin

You, you, you have to pay for that

You know where i be at

That moschino shit is so back

Smoking hash thats where the stacks at

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

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

Thats where my profit is at

If it's right tonight, i might bite that

I dont know where my pencils at!?

One night love: i'mma need that