This is a song about "495 shutdown"

I catch a cold from my fridgid flow,

Now i'm laying out at the delano though

Cuz all the rappin you spit, my shit will erase it

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

That's the end of the masterbigt show/

And you cute, shorty; let's get low

Like nas illmatic i never sleep cause sleep is the cousin death

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

Crying myself to sleep every night,

She brought you in this world so i'mma sex her right

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

And with the flip of a card you erase your debts;

Wolf gang, ace creator

Sleep creep ya with the taser

Even if i die, i'm gon' be a fuckin problem

Let's pretend he never used his pencil to erase 'em,