This is a song about "Robicheaux manufacturing"

You smell the ounce, i ain't even in ya house yet

No words generating from his pen and looming on the lead

‘cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few

Forging age weathering tunes with flow's waves wetter than you.

Got the seven on me like vick jersey

Legally i'm nothing more than machinery

That's re-creating pac and biggie, leonardo himself,

Never will i ever utter never to myself

They all hating by creating situation for violation

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

The real slim shady's entered the building

I'm done thinking, this ain't enough drinking

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

Speeches about terrorism therefore building settlements,

Im building a foundation

Or babies they raisin