This is a song about "My reputation for bangladesh"

Cause when i sit you in your place your reputation is dead

Or will they kill me while i'm sleepin, two to the head

Should've probably made a reputation.

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

Greatness comes at a high price with no reputation defamed

You was just a little smaller but you still roller

His reputation can't get any lower

Freemason it freely, reputation for my rarity/

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

We used to be like distant cousins, fightin, playin dozens

I know my lines are venemous they cause reputation deductions.

Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see