This is a song about "Permanent"

Rare shit, trend setting yea i be the best

Putting you haters into permanent rest,

If you ain't talkin' dollars then i don't see where you comin' from

Stuck in a permanent autumn, mind a place of sodom

Putting you haters into permanent rest,

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

You feel me now, its permanent, great, now i'm convicted of murder, bitch

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

It's a permanent solution to a temporary problem

You're goin' to hear this and begin to ride on my dick

It's useless, we're stuck with permanent bruises, it's stupid,

I’m in the club, tryna show ‘em how to stunt

Whoever's writing my books using permanent

Like a permanent piece of finite dynamite

Hearing nikki giovanni on a late summer night