This is a song about "Influence"

The real influence to everybody who rhymes

Ima blow like i'm mothafuckin' sniffing lines

He is the real influence to hobbs

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

I influence many, as rhymes come and go it goes around continuous,

Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts

I've no dad for a good influence,

Not king james, these were coke kings

Their influence though, is so largely little

Weird niggas make sick too i don't need no pistol

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice

But as long as my influence is life

I'd never, ever knew, i'd have an influence,

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

Limitless influence next to a crucifix

So here i am at the store for some chips