This is a song about "Minimal sentence"

67. coz it's a critical sentence,

To see me and my chicks in dkny kicks

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Than with these hollywood actors, a criminal sentence,

I'll just write another rhyme for ya and jot up a sentence,

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

And you feel the suspense on my every sentence

Shout out them strippers who hustle

With the most of minimal,

Lets see the vengeance you spit in that sentence

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

Dis is ma essence, ma presence yow sentence

Had i not been exposed to these things

Luda moved digits after he moved bitches

Sentence after sentence is what it is