This is a song about "Hella dope"

I know you just doing your job

That's cause all my shit dope

Around my way, i'm cut throat

You smokin on laced dope

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

Go into their room hella silent like a phantom

Won so many battles i got hella niggas after me

As i seenobody cares about my history

It's all she knows

Sometimes it hella blows

Nice flow / my minds dope

Impeccable give it my note

I know a bunch of envious niggas don't love my city

Obviously i know yur hella lot dummer than me.

Big money, i’m talking bad hoes

Makin hella pesos