This is a song about "Dope dealers"

Here the dealers of hate await

The proverbial lemonade that i made

Killin’ y’all niggas, any last words

Drug dealers, rapists, and murderers

And yea i should’ve seen the signs by my first quote

Lyrical genius, my flow so dope

Dealers lace the rock on vacant plots, forsaken blocks, it,

And all the pain the world cause she be healin' that shit

All these dealers sayin' that they flexin' the metal,

To dream is to live life’s full potential

This be the realest shit i ever wrote

Sometimes rap about slinging dope

Just went back to collegeshe is my dancer, when she dance i throw her dollars

When deep inside drugs are the only appearance, 10 a g, you're dealers

That could make some sense, to make amends, to take a stand, to make it tense

Hence the intensity inner city dealers pocket profit at my expense