This is a song about "Loop"

It’s me and my nigga there until i’m a millionaire

A whole loop of heads lying ironic cos still mine isn't there

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

Searching thru a never ending loop of keys, all for different locks..

You can dance around me , no loop

Pockets probably like fried food

The back of my mercedes benz loop.

Bodyguard for what? dog, i'd rather shoot

No job opportunities were few could dream, they were stuck in a loop

Influencing your decisions i can't even get a minute

Destinies fulfilled off the filling from the pillow talking

Play it in a loop , then shoot, the slang, rang in the morning,

I left you outside to let you do your business, all you was doing was a loop

And stabbing this ice cube look-a-like to show you a nigga with attitude