This is a song about "Dope"

I know you just doing your job

You smokin on laced dope

Nice flow / my minds dope

Used to find dope in his coat

Sing the highs and lows, remember when i was broke

And have the vatican blastin "bitches and dope"/

My balance be so tight rope

Lyrical genius, my flow so dope

Dope phonics, them niggas real

You light-years behind here

Don't try to hate on dope

Impeccable give it my note

Openly smoking dope from the grocery

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

We running that show all around the globe

I was a kid when daddy sold dope