This is a song about "Lazer beam fuck"

But inside of my pocket is a dollar plus a dream

Niggas dream of a triple beam, my dreams lead to a murder scene.

Carolina’s savior, marijuana blazer

Shooting ink upon the looseleaf like a lazer

Niggas hating but i love them even though they trying to scheme

Faded dreams-schemes have been unbalanced by green on the triple beam.

Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh

Crank it up like you don't give a fuck fuck fuck

They say hip-hop's dead, i believe it's just the fans

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

On my beam merrily we roll along aint no theme

Pushin beam-o's then parlay in reno with two fly latinos

If i take an oath that mean i give up all my area code hoes

But then i see my friend, dangling upside down from a beam

Ridin' in that es with my nefertiti queen