This is a song about "I dot"

You’re nothing but a dot in a crowd of a ton of bitches in my sight right now

The pain is horrible and for michael i gotta make it through somehow.

Man i hustle, i hustle.

I'm like roots, you a new shovel

Shit i wonder if i can.

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bang

Don't mess with j-dot or you'll get sent up to glory

Must be something you want me to see

I think where i went wrong.

My sim card's the bomb

In the corner of my eye, i saw a pair of polka dot underwear

Meet me in the tele where the lobby at, i'm probably there

Motivation from nipsey or glasses, jay rock

Gotta that red dot on yo head call it buck shot

Two chains, two guns, he bipolar

I guess i aint a soldier