This is a song about "Making dope in the trapt croweded by bitches and mobey"

From ten to nine, you do your business right, let me attend to mine

My bitches like to cut the dope, and bag it for a dime and at the same time

Insane like ed gein, putting dope in the vein, by the bundles.

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

My newest motto to use a condom with newest models

And so far, the start used, was by in large- principles."

You bitches are in the wrong time and wrong place

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

Just wait this is history in the making.

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

And have the vatican blastin "bitches and dope"/

London, tokyo, we gon' take you all around the globe

Any chick come around me, is never gon' leave me broke

Used to do so much dope and coke, that i'd grab you by the throat,

So hate the rap arena not these dope songs i'm making

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing