This is a song about "Patron gun dome"

Blowing head back, bottles by the zone

You've got a broken dome

Insubordinate for good reason

You talkin bout toting that gun

Hold on you can see my vision

Just give me a carrot gun

Make them more insecure when they caught one

Escaping from my fucken gun

Pussy and patron that's some great advice

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice

You go down you a muff diver, yo bitch give me dome

My heart too dark, i’m so gone, delete my phone

Loud p.o.t. above y’all, patron at 4 am, fuck the last call

Hittin your door while your car's spinning, hitting the wall

On dome splits, mind blown only blow commotion,

Stab him, put a arch on it, pour unleaded gas on him