This is a song about "You stank"

Niggas that guided me through

No thank you, just fuck you,

You always thought you won

Cold world no blanket son

I really love my miami crew

See you, touch you, hear you

Yeah, i never dreamed of a gift

You thirsty, you famished

Though i'm chasing dreams i don't ever care for sleeping much

My dick romaine lettuce and yours some stank ass cabbage

Neither black nor white

Whether you wrong or you right

I remember you, but you don't

Is a space that now you hold

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through

You cant run you cant hide , they find you and detach you