This is a song about "Your some shit i hate you nia wont date you you have a bad hairline and bad shoes"

Smoking loud, blowing down when the law ain't around

And if i was a bad book then you couldn't put me down//

I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million

If you have to touch hardware i feel bad for you son

This shit get critical, always gotta get different one

If you have to touch hardware i feel bad for you son

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

Your mother should have swallowed you your a disgrace, you the things that i hate

Faggot you wont have a sign

Talk shit, take a stand in the same rhyme

Got the flow that make you pussies hate, second date, i inflate

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade

Have you been good, or were you bad? only i will know.

Look, i lost my nigga over nothing though

I can set up a date and you can meet defeat

Cause when in danger those niggas changepuff weed