This is a song about "On a dope"

Ya your raps are darker than a dope,

Blew the fuck up in gray clouds of thick smoke

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

So dope i've got the apocalypse on my laptop

Don't try to hate on dope

Up on phrases i wrote

A defense mechanism, what i thought that i lacked

I don't battle fakes who act dope that's a fact

If sam rosen never rolled and malcom never spoke

I stay with in a shell of hope that my rhymes will stay dope

3 or 4 times a day, do codeine and are dope fiends,

Your bitch likely tricking off and bruising up her knees