This is a song about "Save your drama"

And save your shitty freestyle rhymes for a kid in the 5th grade

Drink a fifth of hennessy and then take another fade

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

We save your asses you will find your guidance

It's pie in the sky and there's bodies on the cement

That you don't buy my album, save your money yo do not invest

Gotta save if your soul doesn't belong to the devil

You all niggas ain't even on my level

And to add to the drama your rhymes

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

Santana, zeke the kufi poppa

Is smoking dro too for some melo-drama

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Seems like you're starting drama

Come be my heroyou can take your cape offyou dont need that to save my heart

Kill everybodythey each got a city to pick to make it our part