This is a song about "Code geas"

See i live by the code that the mafia wrote

And yea i should’ve seen the signs by my first quote

They reign when it comes to charades, the truths not in morse code!

Hoping that mama would sympathize cause she broke

In fact, you're raps a wack cycle, mine cracks the da vinci code

Chop his balls off and use his skin to make a baby coat

Its etched in my genetic code forever

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

Here nigga on the road

Lambo, roscoe, no street code

Ain't come from no happy home, my pain y'all cannot decode

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

Know there's a barbed wire that's always in your past

This info locked up , code can't be cracked