This is a song about "Sick dope bitch"

My raps are nothin but dope.

I fucking hate this job

Don't try to hate on dope

Since i was left with no hope

Used to find dope in his coat

You smokin on laced dope

*flic* my bic i'll flip you the bird, now ya heard a sick rap and a dope rappa your shit's absurd

Through glasses seeing everything as it passes, the work of the jerk in a working world

And have the vatican blastin "bitches and dope"/

We running that show all around the globe

Fuck that shit aint so dope

Ever since then i had no job

Lyrical genius, my flow so dope

Shit i bought them tracks, stupid bitch i'm broke