This is a song about "Rome"

Then i'll rome with the gods, rip the acne from your face,

To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days

You must have won every pageant in america when you was young

Livin like i lived in rome, do it like the romans, yo bitch is my trojan

For the dough you'll be like doe, stuck at home

Emceeing skills arent build in a day just like rome

Stop blowin' up my cell phone

Dank dark as catacombs under rome.

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Moping around in rome wearing a toga

Freestyle, off the dome, living like i lived in rome

Proud of it all defensive fuck i'm rocking alone

Said fifty for a song, and they won’t leave me alone

Freestyle, off the dome, living like i lived in rome

Getting head counting bread, at the same down time

Den i'm gone cut to rome, fuck prison i won't be fine//