This is a song about "Whiping around the coner"

And if i wasn't high, i'd probably try to blow my brains out

Why the fuck you think every president is walking around

I am walking around the court sippin lean

We self-made but never is an i on the team

I'm just around the corner.

My records sell, yes sir

The more small people at your door like please can i receive

Running around the streets screaming fuck the police

Since there were drugs all around the house

Start beef bigger then your spouse

I'm sick of floatin' around the house wondering

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Got a condo around my neck girl, i'm cashing out

Yes iv been on the block but iv come right around

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route

Everything especially the people have changed around