This is a song about "Racketeering and moving dope"

A rock to the moving sea, you're nothing, and soon you'll

I'm forever dope, you can check your schedule

Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead

I'm moving in for the kill, and i've got the trap set,

On that water like islands they ain’t swimmin’ you dig

We're fanatics, unplugged sounds, dope and so tragic,

Who swore i'd wouldn't live till twentynow they gotta cope

And have the vatican blastin "bitches and dope"/

Now i'm on the road and moving so i can spread my music

Unless it's steve harvey's buff sister trying to jerk my dick

Why? cause i really didn’t wanna get my shit wet

We're leaving the old mess and moving on to the next

They don't know about the meth, and the smack and the dope,

And yea i should’ve seen the signs by my first quote

Im so dope. get down and admit.

I'mma sign that work and release that