This is a song about "I spit of the dome"

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

I spit these words to try and reverse the curse of our universe

Of the dome is how i bust these rhymes

I apologized a trillion times

Whenever i'm through, you already on the phone

Freestyle, off the dome, living like i lived in rome

Long before i knew the significance of a comb

Freestyle, off the dome, living like i lived in rome

I spit fiery truth like the lakes of satan, and maybe by a,

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

Thousands of people gazing over what i spit

Or you can do better on some hate shit

Sleeping in the ground on a mound full of shit i'll spit on your tomb, i would've even

Shall increase when we meet up in this dark placeyou might think you're happy with him

This shit fresh off the top of my dome

Lets get fucked up to the bone