This is a song about "Deal closed"

I got that mass appeal

“who this guy and what’s his deal?”

But still homey keep it real, how does it feel

Between the seal and its a done deal

Turn it upside down and open your legs if you're real cold

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

Now i rock shows, kill beats with my eyes closed

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold

Best stay away when the door closed

And my regime includes east coast

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

We're loading up the tecs, getting vexed, keep the streets closed,

I don't drink beer, why the fuck am i here

You don't fuck with it whats your deal

This time ill make sure the caskets closed

Hoes i need a condom for my toast