This is a song about "1980s"

Fuck u, u don't get a sign of prevalence

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

I do this for my whole team

Caged, and the wonder is seen

Iron fist like gauntlets to your jaw for heroics

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

I'll hang you on a hook near the brink of death

Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs

The binocularsha ha ha ha, yeah nigga time to ride

Questioning if i'm crazy or actually bright.

Just watch me build my dynasty.

What them tippers don't see

Cut beats, i'm a fucking word surgeon

That'll get wiped by sg's iron curtain.