This is a song about "On point"

They were living to strive, two stories with a main point

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

Always on point taking drugs in intervals

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

And to my soldiers rocking green in the country

Straight to the point/integrating philosophy,

I spit hard on point like a fuckin cactus

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love

Yeah come holla at your uncle

My style is on point like a decimal,

That's word to my mom

No point in hanging on

Rack city, rack city she need a shovel

My style is on point like a decimal/