This is a song about "Deal closed"

I don't sprint just boost when i feel

The dea and the cca made a deal

Now i rock shows, kill beats with my eyes closed

You're like the sun and winter, my pot of gold

Growin' up in poverty in ghettoes with the caskets closed,

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

We won't expose the truth if the motherfuckin' casket's closed,

To packin' up and leavin' notes, and gettin' ghost

Better be closed casket,

Please get hip to that new d.c. shit

If it's not tell them bitches take a hike, word life

Eyes closed, drinking whiskey, let the car drive

You deal with your life and i'll deal with mine

Go like i never seen a red light shine

You don't fuck with it whats your deal

Yellow diamonds in my ear