This is a song about "Dealing dope"

There's real rap without the drug dealing shit,

Still kill the pussy, put the cat in a casket

There's real rap without the drug dealing shit,

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

Sing the highs and lows, remember when i was broke

Everybody look at suddenly dope!

Press, they look at me like i'm a menace

Fuck feeling exposure i'm dealing over us

Don't try to hate on dope

Around my way, i'm cut throat

Dealing with backstabber's there was one thing i learned

Must be life. no greater feeling in the world

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

And people day to day dealing with me, feeling with me,

A sore feeling we're dealing with killings ill and surreal

I see the same hodon't get mad, i'm only bein real