This is a song about "History of slavery"

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Had a place in history

We doin' independently, makin' fuckin' history,

Paintin perfect pictures ain't never worked, my misery

Baby i ain't liping, i just tend to keep my city there

Because the case plainly states that slavery was just the prequel

It takes work and alot of dedication to make history,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

I'm kobe in an orange jersey

You're just history

Anthropology's none to incisions i live in your history, four fifths of a g,

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

Would it alter the course of my history?/

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Biggest history to be made since the wrath of khan,

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton