This is a song about "Guest list"

Be my guest if yall wanna hang with the kid

Buy a chick a new bag when she taste good

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed

Best friends with da game you are still a guest,

I'm trynna beat up every beat until my feet at the top

But i guess not, he a despot, if he real then he dropped me a guest spot

I'm a guest on this quest of blessed and oppressed they suggest

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

Too many rappers are on my hit list

Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest

Ambition, pardon my ambition

On the list of filth spittin'

I ain’t saying that i’m finished

My matrix was just a check list

To bad you aint on the guest list

You was bigger than an artist