This is a song about "Predicting dictator supported verdict dictionaries reservation preservation conservation observatory indictment emigrate immigrate"

No one supported her and she surpried she even misses

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

Now me, tony, g, and tre got the keys to the nation

I'm just a good kid in a mad reservation

Predicting a storm, remember jack the cat? nah? good, me neither/

Candies in my pocket, i see you niggas on easter

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

It gave him chills and sensation just to keep his preservation

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Often im underrated, a genius dictator

I'm rap dictator like fidel castro

Lost my nigga over nothing though

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

Reliant, stone faced, defiant, colossus to a giant, dictator to a tyrant,

Just another day out in beverly hills

My reservation is to make some mills