This is a song about "Endorsement"

Not to mention rick ross

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

I'm the first one to do that i bet you never knew that

Faded, your rhymes are prehistoricaly pre-dated

30 chains on, bet the light work

Your boy like it was bond tailored.

And you're approaching me right

Enough to turn bond upside

We were just two teenagers picking out pre majors

Backwoods don’t do papers, that was just for my haters

We charging you niggas up you like it or not

All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod

Dare i mention where i'm hidden

Lord knows that four door fit eight women

It has nothing to do with the game’s pre-release budget

My moschino that fire, bet you never seen that