This is a song about "Fuck the dope game"

That i'd, never ever ever go broke

And have the vatican blastin "bitches and dope"/

I bet its stressful stepping upto a kid whos on the next level, here to fuck up your game,

Now you can resti betcha never screamed a niggas whole name outand felt tha pleasure and tha pain

But his swag so dope he fuck them bitches from behind

Dope money still a object, it’s the same damn grind

He's married to the game, like a fuck you for christmas

You walking down the block, he got shot, you are no eye witness

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

Cuz i fuck any rap makin the rap game my main whore, as my lyrical brain brings more,

Icy kash, wit the dope shit

You, you, you have to pay for that

And destroy any fuck boy who been pumpin the game with estrogen/

Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan i ain't done

Cause we dope as fuck and only get a two in the source

My father was missing, war lord oliver north