This is a song about "Dope things"

I’m so fly i don’t even got wings

Realising that world leans on things

Chattering bring back other things

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

But lil' mama so dope

Shout ymcmb, mmg we run the globe

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

Said they smokin on that dope

Lyrical genius, my flow so dope

Motherfucker i ain't never broke

Cause real niggas do real things

They say he the key to my blessings

But this ain't physics or rocket science

And brutally doing things

Couldn't understand why things

Y'all leave bee stings