This is a song about "Cask of amontillado"

But ain't gonna be no stress in here

Using blacks of course was of wide appeal

And be you, that's when it sounds beautiful

Tired of the pain tired of the struggle

In that aston martin on these niggas, game time

Instead of living this life of violent crime

Furniture made of the flesh of my foes

Alwaysstay ahead of these stank hoes

Know just what you worth

Shaved of the face of the earth

Return of the king of flow

Get you high, keep it on the low

Ye' and killa cam', the world is mine

Ahead of his years, ahead of his time,