This is a song about "Honor roll"

Smoke in honor for a goner

The ice ain't really nothing to her

Lay low youll make bank roll

It's apart of her goal

Open up your contacts then scroll

Thats how ya know your on a roll

Imagine having more people honor u more than a doctor,

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

Lost the plot, your honor rots cause god has sent me

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

Your honor believe it wasnt me

Now i can draw your face up pretty

Heartbroken obviously, there's not tomorrow

Yo we roll in the hole,we roll with the hoe

I abandoned my father, he lost his honor, made me suffer

My mouth is like the sewer, yeah yeah i keep it gutter