This is a song about "Dealin"

I'll be dealin the blow that gave you the first high/

Pick my enemies out the crowd, and motherfucker's die

Get into, get intolet it ride, tonight's the night

Street dealin skin peelin man im way to fucking white

Dealin with fright in a bright light like i'm nocturnal,

I'm takin' notes, havana flow, i'm feelin' special

What you know about bein’ broke, seein’ people dealin’ coke,

Instead they lock me in the cell just for sellin dope

I got these tats all on my arms

Ace in the club yea we dealin cards

Stuck dealin to get a meal an a bomb to burst, now tucked in by a fuckin lie

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

Til he started killing no more dealin too high for that now.

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow