This is a song about "Jont peck"

I ain't ever ask for nothing to make it right here

Never grab the steel, don't matter if you have a deal,

Right side, right side

With my end goal in sight

My rhymes like a mass distraction weapon

Riding around with ms. reece and them

All i want is you baby

Whole cemeteries named after me

Coming out of my shell, like a bird in a nest.

That happen to act like a black president

A born starter, in the game for real

My fame's no mistake since the deal

You're witnessing a mass-occur like you're watching a church gathering

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

But like em i'm an adapter and fighter