This is a song about "Alot"

But we can kick it sometime, we actually have alot in common

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

Alot of niggas fake who go to hard

Cause i, am feeling this deep down in my heart

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

But in her kind of industry there is alot of lovers

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

But for alot of people the image is not as good as it appears,

Your nigga are behind me, am lead with alot of gap

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

Been afraid alot but conquered all of my fears,

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

There's a shortage in ur dormant thoughts, u talk alot for a 'sick' writer

Now nigga, look what hell madevisions of cops and sirens, niggas open fire

No sword tho just rhymes and blunt smoking alot

But it don't matter i'm a cool shot