This is a song about "Con"

Con-fubled, mind muddled.

Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

I con science, an icon to my alliance

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

But all she ever want me to do is unzip her jeans

Ready for my long con to be finally done/

I beach chair, with my malibu vision

But when it’s all said and done i’mma be ahead of them

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