This is a song about "Fo da game of dope"

Until then end of your game.

Ain't heard dc since sardines came

I'm da vinci to this art, stepping on of top charts

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

That's flyer than a wrestler, you don't want to mess with

I'm so dope i spit prisons instead of bars if

Say hello to miss thang, i forgot yo name, she yellow

About the facade a couple of parents can put on fo show/

Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best

Best friends with da game you are still a guest,

Now applaud the capo, zeke and santana

Smoking dope rappers til i die of chronic asthma

I'm the man 4 da game cuz i bring on da game

I can't complaini've seen my fair share of the fame

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

The art of mcing mixed with da vinci and mc ren