This is a song about "Killing the prime minister"

Before this rapping, i was trappin', getting work cheap

All the modern day rappers killing the beat,

In the prime of my life

This is how she want to live

Cus i'm gonna love you girl until the end of time

But cant denie the fact im coming to my prime.

If its not couture, i will not go to her

Malcolm sex is the devil's minister

Worldwide, but i got fourth ways, one hat carry like four blades

I'm a prime candidate for the gene to receive the drug addict traits

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

Daking 420 even prime would cut the shit your spitting

Renegades sent away for killing the beat

Faith, all you need is the size of a mustard seed

Trying to stay above water, that's why we shun the navy

Once again it's the sinister, cynical, minister shady