I've been repping SF FELLA since i was a lil fella

Whats up?

Whats good?

Whats poppin brodie?

I aint’ hungry

I’m good.

Rice-a-roni homie.

Wassup, what’s good? Lets talk it out.

Oh no, you got me fucked up. Walk it out.

Grab your purse. Grab your suitcase. Grab your everything.

Pack it up. Bag it up.

Be a memory.

My heads up.

Im good.

Don’t you know me homie?

When have I ever let some trauma get the best of me? When you ever see me have a problem and not solve it? When was the last time you asked me “What’s good?”

Yo I ask that each and every day. “Whats Good?!”

When you asked me that last did I even have an answer? Or could you just tell from my lifelong patterns?

I’m good.