This is a song about "27"

Hoes gossip while the real niggas on the grind

Equipped with beams that'll have your vision vandalized/

All cough, crystals off yellow brick road/

Ever since then i had no job

Superfly, opposite of basic

Your lime ricks, can't handle my click/

Illuminati in control vigilante on patrols philanthropists running the show ruining souls/

Tryin' to be strong and in the process, keep you goini'm bout to lose my composure, i'm gettin' close

Rappin is sess, laced with rock and yes/

Dc has never seen such progress

Bitch don't live without the d/

You see now that nigga lonely

You only live once, tonight we do it twice

My magazines got subscriptions to the afterlife/

Head turner, got the whole block snappin necks/

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense