This is a song about "Scope"

Pussy nigga want it he aint even know he was on scope

Behind the velvet rope, pop bottles, hella smoke

The funeral for hip-hop, i'm aiming down the sniper scope,

Bitch you're barely breathin' leavin' on the back of the boat

Digest cannabis, while i spit scope

Ever since then i had no job

Speedboard? idk anymore laser scope oh please no more

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

Here you better scope it, climb to the top just my hands i rope it,

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

And he looked for hoes, i scope the throws

And these shape-shifting hoes

Motivated just from being broke

With a lyrical scope

It's a large scope, i'm like a star, find me with a telescope/

Presidential suite and bitch, i never use my right to vote