This is a song about "Smooking dope with my niggas"

My music's so dope you're sedated

All black everthing on some jigga shit

I know a bunch of envious niggas don't love my city

And we gettin so much dope , niggas think its free

For that paper, i'mma grind

Complete stranger with a dope mind.

Hustlin' in each and every ghetto with a mic in my hand

Sinkin' these niggas and sickin' 'em with my weapons like i fake a shank,

All these niggas on my side said stop with it

Because there ain't no coming back from that

Quietly becoming a top tier

Dope phonics, them niggas real