This is a song about "Dots"

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

Lines that i spit doesn't even connect dots

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

Connect the dots: i call it interpolation,

Got them little red dots directed at your face

That's word to ksa i'm trying to make sunnier days

Or fuck my enemies bitch, acting bad and getting rich

While i bombard with lots of stuff and that ain't dots of bluff you bitch!

Evading the sniper dots, as he's tied up in my basement

I do not know how that dead body got inside of my trunk

With the blaze a your bluntsand you can picture thoughts slowly

Connect the dots like go, never be able to play me