This is a song about "Con"

I know just what you need nigga that know when to leave

I'm the enron don, con more dollars than kenneth lay dreams

I could spend a whole damn advance on some kicks and some pants son

My raps thee bomb call me d-con i servin u vermin some venom

I con science, an icon to my alliance

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

And bijies like im out and

Con-fubled, mind muddled.

I hit your block and we can box for fun

Ready for my long con to be finally done/