This is a song about "Shardai and deasia"

Here they keep a rachet close

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

And stop playing hide and seek,

More money that mean less sleep

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

Issue your warrant, informant, bitch i’ve been a boss

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

Doo-rags to match, and i do sag

And like to boast and brag

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

Bitches pursue me like a dream

Semetex said we’re good, and we’re good then

And get it again and again

Which made me have to wait like leap year

Thunder and clouds amaze and peer