This is a song about "Scope"

My visions that i record, the instruments i adore

Speedboard? idk anymore laser scope oh please no more

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

I got the idea from a letter that the shit wrote

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

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,

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

And he looked for hoes, i scope the throws

Big homie hov said i am close

Behind the velvet rope, pop bottles, hella smoke

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

My balance be so tight rope

With a lyrical scope

Then later we can elope

Digest cannabis, while i spit scope