This is a song about "Plus"

Got it from my youngin plus a 4 pound with it

Ya’ll be highly obliged when i drop my shit

2000 plus, and hes still on top man

Just take control if you can

It ain't hard to make money

Randy, deezy, plus me.

I fear no opponent

Fading plus about to rust

Plus all the destruction.

Gin makes me sin

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

Plus he’s crazy, lazy like a baby

Cause this album pack enough evil

Plus we're fed lies by the news people