This is a song about "Dope chill"

I fucking hate this job

Don't try to hate on dope

I know you just doing your job

My raps are nothin but dope.

Fuck that shit aint so dope

Around my way, i'm cut throat

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

I need a beat thats so slow and cold its chill,

Then later we can elope

Nice flow / my minds dope

That's cause all my shit dope

New canvas she need a new stroke

Sometimes rap about slinging dope

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