This is a song about "Chromosomes money slept swept crept women ride die scum rum bum from"

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

They slept in death, hung from a wire that held their necks

You're my ride or die dime

Fight for what broad, these hoes ain't mine

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

From concrete, and up on streets, we got more of chromosomes,

I got a part time

She's a ride or die dime

Dreamin on a lullaby

All my niggas ride or die

But now that we're free, let's be gone, you got me blazing high

I wasn't made for a 9-5,im an artist an i was sent to ride or die

Flexin' hard nigga all the time

You're my ride or die dime

I got plenty bum bitches watching from the deep end.

That happen to act like a black president