This is a song about "Dot"

Drank liqueur popped pills dot dot dot

You know i am not gon stop

And i don’t gotta front, i play these niggas like a wisdom tooth

Told j-dot, when you get on that battle field, you're ready to win or lose.

That mac got a red dot with 50 rounds in it

Corvette so clean you'll think bruce springsteen rid that

You females don't understand i'm in no mood for games/it's a damn shame/ how

You’re nothing but a dot in a crowd of a ton of bitches in my sight right now

Bro when me and j dot take the spot you're facin a storm

And these woman is loving the way that i perform

Gas 'em like a rental, when i take off, tell the bitch take care

In the corner of my eye, pairs of polka dot underwear

Gotta that red dot on yo head call it buck shot

Aiyyo cam before the cops rush, close the spot