This is a song about "2nd coming"

Coming up in the impala.

Santana, zeke the kufi poppa

Bars coming nice and fast

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

We tell that nigga that im coming

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

You should be running

You won’t see it coming

That amputate and draw blood to animate 2nd dimensions

Everything at ease, you in double m g presence

My real fans gon’ ridegot my own shoe, clothing line

Verse 1: me rapping is my 2nd greatest dream of all time.

I don't mind if you niggas hate

Still rapping like i'm in 2nd grade

Drop it on the floor, she's coming

Acting like you real or something