This is a song about "Gangsters and whores"

Killing gangsters, way i'm raising ceilings is dangerous,

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Huh, a metaphor of course

When i'm fucking with these whores

Office full gangsters, prankster never know the span

Bet they all will tune in, so i'mma do it bigger than

And no matter what they do, there will never be another you

I ain't stopping like before, so you whores can just sit down and listen to

I'm rolling a cigar, bob marley would endorse

Go , leave her , cuz solo deals with such whores

Celebrities are whores, conquistadors dinosaurs ignored

Dad wasn't around -- my father figure was too short

Metronome, chilling with better whores

Music is my first, but i contemplate divorce

Housing projects, middle class gangsters, aim and spark it,

Still kill the pussy, put the cat in a casket