This is a song about "500 points"

Losing affection between my fingers, bashing on singers, whos lyrics lingers in my ear,

Truly unique and soothing to the ear, slow enough to understand and my points are made clear,

Rig the booths to make any and all points moot

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Maine, bay, the burf baby i'mma book ya' flight

Ive been in points in my life, where i dont whats right,

I got two points before i hit the next level

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

I got two points before i hit the next level

And if you light skin you might want to be careful

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes

With 500 characters i can take you higher than if you smoked an eighth

I get my points across and say shit

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

Aye rich, another 5 on the g men

We all forget points in our life replace them