This is a song about "Scope"

Blew the fuck up in gray clouds of thick smoke

Digest cannabis, while i spit scope

And he looked for hoes, i scope the throws

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

Behind the velvet rope, pop bottles, hella smoke

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/

Shorty been fly forever, these bitch's parachutes broke

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

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

I don't rap flipping coke, i just try to give em hope

With a lyrical scope

Shout ymcmb, mmg we run the globe

My nigga hustle all day in front of the corner store

Speedboard? idk anymore laser scope oh please no more