This is a song about "Dunegons and dragons"

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

Return on home and sleep in my dragons den

Given her the tlc i'll never creep then

Crows are gnashing while dragons start thrashing.

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

This is something different

And remember what i said and

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

In the shire there ain't no dragons what happen to havin' passion

Bomaye, killa cam, my lord

Go back to your dungeon and dragons board

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

Still stop and i laugh; ma, get them rocks in your ass

Spitting raw fire, more higher, than a dragons roar. i aint man made, mad horns like a dragon born

Instead of livin sad in jail i coulda died free and happyand my cellmate's raped on the norm