This is a song about "Java loops code"

We the motherfucking best, word to my mama

Lyrics hotter then lava, spit mixed with java

And your hoping that he's focused to stay on the right road

On the road, soul sold and im mouldy, but know the code

Or decoding morse code while driving on the free road

Presidential suite and bitch, i never use my right to vote

His poisons are seeking, overheating set to explode but he's got the code

Evertime i try to speak, they immediatey go into berzerk mode,

Agony like a cavity who, wrathfully loops,

And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels

Plus how he gon’ tell me, he don't make the rules

Media tells constant lies and repeats them in loops

Lambo, roscoe, no street code

Ever since then i had no job

Try to jack and i will attack

Spin loops when dropping hooks, hoops like i'm shaq,