This is a song about "Sign co"

If you ain't about money

These nigguhs they try and sign me

Faggot you wont have a sign

Detonating when i rhyme a rhyme

People love hodgy i hate you though

To know i like that co-co

Every punch need line, for every dollar sign,

I been waiting to blow up for a long damn time

Slit your hand, sign this in blood,

Ummmm yes, we don't stand in the club

If they find that stash box just one time

Looking up, waiting for the right sign

Am i fighting for the right thing god give me a sign

No religion i was getting saved by the glock nine

But you got that sign that i'm fine

Fight for what broad, these hoes ain't mine