This is a song about "Roof paint"

This ain't 1992 bullets tumblin' out no nines

Shining under the roof pipes

Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, grey goose

Clap along if you feel like a room without a roof

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

Sitting on the roof and yell fuck everything

So that make you a queen, surviving anything

Cause you'll never be free from this blind faith you paint!

My name hold weight and you don't really keep the bar raised

Forreal, i got a pole in the basement

Mental instrumentals lost like paint poured over pavement

Gettin higher and higher, there ain't no roof.

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

I'm using my tooth bait to get that bitches teeth paste

Make you faint when i go hard in the paint