This is a song about "List of regrets"

If you think you can spit then i am the fuckin' dentist

Hip hop is the game, domination top of my check-list

And a part of my heart never leaves us, i hope that my weeps and regrets

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex

I hope ya'll reach heaven with no regrets.

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

It's a list of rules that to this day holds lots of relevance

Cross me of that list, i only spit these lyrics for my purpose

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

I'll kill mc's with a magician's list of tricks up my sleeve.

Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze

What up girl, tell me how you been

On the list of filth spittin'

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

It's just i got a list of shit that i just have to be on