This is a song about "Scope"

With a lyrical scope

I know you just doing your job

Digest cannabis, while i spit scope

Feel the size of a phyllis hyman note

Speedboard? idk anymore laser scope oh please no more

Might as well, mix it up. im a fashion whore

And he looked for hoes, i scope the throws

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

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

When i be speaking they be geekin' like i'm giving bitches dope

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

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

Seen you tryna switch it up but girl you ain't that dope

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

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

Behind the velvet rope, pop bottles, hella smoke