This is a song about "Designs"

In the t.dot i'm a soldier with ranks

My designs filled with similarity facts

And see outside the seething crime revealed in those graffiti designs

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

Throwing up fine rhymes. withdrawing appalling designs,

Hop in and let me test drive

But i got the designs

So much pressure in this life of mine, i cry at times

The lines i compose are divine, there created by my designs