This is a song about "27 amendments"

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

She in the mountain jeep, always be mouthin me/

Pretty and i'm honest, in a pretty little ho's nest/

Who baby momma's a rat, and who got killed last weekend

Came back after 27 years of life sentenced but a changed man

I'm respected from californ-i-a way down to japan

Keep the bitches on my dick

Your lime ricks, can't handle my click/

But you could be 27 i'd still beat you easy.

Ay yo come on, girlfriend i ain't no actor, really

My magazines got subscriptions to the afterlife/

She said to love a bitch is to roll the dice

Coming at each other's throats so perfectly just like how every lock has it's own individual key.

Get into pop even nicki, minaj with her roman follower/ not me i wanna be a prodigy/

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

Whoo ride with the burner in the blackened lex/