This is a song about "Pros n cons"

Watching for hollow-tip shots

Straight up nagasaki-ing comic cons

Niggas lookin like larry holmes, flabby and sick

They'l diss your dissonance n' rip your ligaments 'n' dick quick

Or will they kill me while i'm sleepin, two to the head

Before the king sings his conquest, haven't seen his cons yet

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

Hustlas ‘n drug dealers struggling passed their troubles ‘n

You got me fuming, i'm propane, profane, prolifically grow others to pros,

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

To strengthen your defending 'n

I hit your block and we can box for fun