This is a song about "Chad decker"

That's how this shit be goin when you go for number one

Crack dealer, master chef, i own the kitchen

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Go back to your dresser, i'll examine you, i'm a lyrical professor,

And, yeah, we heard you got it locked but like dem socks we on your heels

Takg there money, there getting dryer,im not a drug dealer i dont do deals

See me i'm a dope dealer

How simple they are

"2pacalypse now" 'til infinity boy, forever

A verbal knuckle sandwhich, how bout a double decker

Of becoming a drug dealer, warm-blooded killer,

If you a real nigga, you looking in the mirror

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

Sentence killer equivalent to a hook dealer