This is a song about "Plan a"

Plan to get rich is going without a hitch,

But i'mma cut through the line to get outta this bitch

A master plan to control the mind of a black man

Hold up now don’t get it twisted if you slang do your thang

Here to give you, a medical bill, plan to spit chemical spill

My high school girlfriend dykin', my side bitch ain't take her pill

After i spit it niggas be swimming to get to land, damn

I wish drugs were never a factor, that wasn't my plan

It's a game, and i plan to win it

All these little dreams you got, they're not shit

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Here to give you, a medical bill, plan to spit chemical spill

While i’m somewhere in the back, getting blowed like a blunt

Demonstrating the basics, plan to become a legend