This is a song about "Your stomach hangs over your belt"

'cause your mama used to beat you with a belt buckle.

Just intentions to impress you, if capable

Dollar sign belt buckle, im your uncle who will never stumble

Let's keep it g, nobody see you when you being humble

Dead they chose money over your head"

Your friends say, why we not together yet

Get your seat belt on bitch, we're doing this my way

Ha, okparty people doin' what i say

I miss hearing your voice over the phone

Blowing head back, bottles by the zone

And you sick to your stomach

Clap two times if you drunk

, parkside productions takkng over your suburb!

Chillin' in pajamis, waitin' on the first

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead

They want power and riches over your head