This is a song about "Patron gun dome"

Cuz the gun is at ya dome you don't want to hear it talk

Cocktails, fuckin' toss one in your apartment dog

While i'm expressing thoughts of hip-hop from my golden dome,

Fuck the source, i'm on cover of rolling stone

This shit fresh off the top of my dome

Be shy when we're all alone

They had a hell of a run

Just give me a carrot gun

Please sugar don't come alone

He threw a punch at a poor kids dome

Gets older, bolder, and cold cause he's left alone

Nigga i could flip a verse off the top of the dome

I'll put a fukn bullet straight through ur dome

This nigga jasper trying to get grown

Top ranked, number one my son

In the car with a gun,