This is a song about "Political schemes"

All that ass in your jeans

Clouded thought my rhymes schemes

Believing my genius schemes are conceiving a seamless dream, for mc's to see my stuff

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

We all kings, give anything to my soft queens

Then i burn on the return, popping bernie may schemes

A legend out here, and i'm ending careers by the end of my year

Listeners listen, revealing political positions like "screw this queer"

So it leads us to bringin' the sickest rhyme schemes and

Mc'ing ain't dead, but the scenery is different

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

But instead i got secrets plots and schemes 

Dreams what i give ya, schemes to millions

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since