This is a song about "Gangster and dope"

I'm killlin' off everybody and anybody who calls 2 chainz dope,

Your album sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote

Sherm-sticks, rollin' blunts, smokin' up, and dope is cheap,

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

Couldn't stand up after abusing dope and shit

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

Dope in one artery and crack in the other

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

Im so dope. get down and admit.

I'm back on my sixty six six shit

Thought he was a gangster and a pimp to the prostitutes,

This the district where politicians is fucking goons

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

Rap a tommy gun and shoot you down like a gangster

And my niggas say that dope is fake

Honey is always the one i'mma call late