This is a song about "Believe"

Not likely like stay long please

This is something i can't believe.

Believe me, i'm beastly

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Yes u better believe it

Rack, rack city shit

The dead society of a poet

Hear it, endear it, believe it.

Yeah, better believe it nigga

A legend have to bow, africa

Summertime in the city

And if you don't believe me

That's weak man, but i'm glad you believe

Five shots she ready to leave

We got money to go get baby

So will you please believe me