This is a song about "Drones clones honeycombs"

And so the soldiers, gats in hand, send drones to pakistan,

Chima ferguson's bangin', you ace niggas is low card, wolf gang

Goverment spying on me with drones

Funny, right? ha-ha, this shit's jokes

Instead they talking bout some thunderstorm, cyclones

The hoes, the clothes, you niggas are just like clones

Thought you could dethrone a king//watch my drones// get sent home// before

Lot of tough talk personas, they ain’t really built for war

Ill be doing shows, groupies tryna chant but i don't fuck wit clones they

N-i-c in rikers island, downstateall the peoples i met along the way

I take tokes while you little niggas take notes

Cattle to the slaughter they all wander like drones

Targeting drones looking for holy bones

If we ain't right and always at the throats

I stand alone against the forces of clones on the horses of drones

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes