This is a song about "Scope"

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

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

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

So i catch him stretchin', have him guessin' where his cracker throat

I got the idea from a letter that the shit wrote

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

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

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

I know you just doing your job

Digest cannabis, while i spit scope

Ever since then i had no job

With a lyrical scope

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

And he looked for hoes, i scope the throws

I got sexy ladies all over the floor

Speedboard? idk anymore laser scope oh please no more