This is a song about "Pouring the syurp"

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

All my shit designeri fucked your bitch in versace, nigga

So superb but how am i eating your bars if this rap is getting you served

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

He's a boring... sloppy mess. and him pouring... on these threats

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

Tears pouring out they eyes, eyes wrecked, stomach aching/

Persuasing so amazing, it's amazing

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

The bigger the the fun

My drive is like no one

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

Big money, i’m talking bad hoes

The more battles the better the flows