This is a song about "Code"

Half my load, figuring out shit on my own the the dicinchi code,

Bitch you're barely breathin' leavin' on the back of the boat

Its etched in my genetic code forever

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Learn it by the g code, fire under them street clothes,

I take tokes while you little niggas take notes

Decode the code of simone were the beaches waves erode

Fed up with all the frauds and left y'all without a job

See i live by the code that the mafia wrote

My heart is all kind of cold, hope that you all got a coat

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

Most anger is built up, my whole crew is code breakers,

We sometimes acknowledge the beat as from

Checking in code, while swigging straight rum

Used to find dope in his coat

Lambo, roscoe, no street code