This is a song about "Prestige worldwide"

Does getting this prestige disease mean even you have lost touch?

Your heart literally is what i do want for lunch

I'm a geophyte, move under the ground til i can see the light

Like king i had a dream which is one day my music is worldwide

This is a dis to the bad rappers worldwide, elvin is fruitcake not even gonna lie tho

In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curveslow down baby don't rush, i like it slow

Pouring liquor for my niggas that was killed, send em back

And you can check my stats cuz worldwide they attesting to that

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

Hold to the glistening light every piece, with pride and prestige

Like a south paw you get letand every breath i breathe untill the moment i'm deceased

Aligned myself with emcees so prestige believe, mainstream leaves ya brain size decreased

Doctor said i was fine

Bitch im worldwide no part time