This is a song about "Staff plus"

Cause this album pack enough evil

Plus we're fed lies by the news people

Now after my first diss plus this,

Gold bottles, lot of bitches

Plus bitch, i put myself on -reduction- mode

If sam rosen never rolled and malcom never spoke

Yeah you might laugh or call us staff but i'm not half mean cuz don't lean on nobody

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

For thou art with me, thy rod and thy staff they comfort me he walked along the

Tryin to get a motherfucker to telland couldn't nobody diss my nigga

So now this work's been worthless

Don't you fall behind, like a c plus

Plus all the destruction.

Catch you up on places i've been