This is a song about "Nancy kaleal s diligence"

This just ain't no song shit, do this for my city joe

Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,

Lord knows that four door fit eight women

And that´s how it has begun

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

But the same deposition take it every time

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

Wait what if it was the "great"'s ghost on

Clap two times if you drunk

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

This is only for the hip-hop lovers

And coulda retired at 29 in my 20′s still

I used to be the most humble until