This is a song about "Soneeshun s face"

And that´s how it has begun

It ain't where i been

My bitches ballin' to the maya moore's, yes

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

Most of them ain't conscious, they just monsters

The outline which you n****s out dated

Im sayin one night my love is like that

Im just a young buck trapped in the mind of a man in his mid 80's

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process

An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

Hollow tip dum-dums eat flesh like piranhas though

Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,

I'm on my uk shit

I got ak-47's get ya shit lit