This is a song about "I got that dope"

I stay with in a shell of hope that my rhymes will stay dope

She be sliding on the pole, slide down and roll my smoke

People love hodgy i hate you though

I got that gold cemetery flow

I have dope rhymes that will leave you surprised

Hoes gossip while the real niggas on the grind

I got that goodman game

Well rick james, maury jane

Yeah, you swear your girl is faithful; everything ain't what it seems

I needed to release, a dope sickness that spreads like a disease

Momma just unaware that i sell dope,

Lifestyles of the young and the broke

I was a kid when daddy sold dope

We running that show all around the globe

Fuck that shit aint so dope

Ain't nothin funny, fuck a joke