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

Give me a blue benz, red porsche, red range

Spit rhyme after rhyme, i'm flying off the page

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

Im writing this shit off the dome but its going great

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

Born alone, work alone, die alone

It's things to know about when you got dough and clout

Poppin off the dome, i'm so blown bro, i'm zoned out

You can swallow your words like a full load to the dome

And one day you're gone grow to be a rolling stone

I spit fire on this mic, like my shit just got laid off

No sixteen, no vaccine, i'm so sick my ten bars cough

You better get her, i'm totally into my zone

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

Louder than the thunder dome is, no roaming

Permanently focused, learning while i'm going