This is a song about "Dante s inferno"

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

And if yo blood wasn't runnin through my veins i would prolly cut yall off ... too ! yep

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Like s b meets the wutang, gotta get that creamery

And that´s how it has begun

Yeah bitch this date's done

You wanna be a star, you have ya own day

Notable, keep it conscious, same with dante,

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

My talent should take me places i've never been

Drinkin' 40's, whippin' shit, and talkin' shit, their overtones,

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

And i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,