This is a song about "Dope style"

For living my life style

Run for cover and return fire

Around my way, i'm cut throat

Nice flow / my minds dope

Become complicated never be wit rythm bringin' style

I'm rappin' for the scholars and the hustlers, meanwhile

They just hated my style,

Quick to grab the fifth and just fire

Said they smokin on that dope

When i'm on it, on it like my job

I'm glad you didn't part kurt cobain style

Never can he mimic... maybe can admire

Got me quite open for a while

Finally finna find a child's style