This is a song about "Staight to dome"

While i'm expressing thoughts of hip-hop from my golden dome,

Out in haiti, adolescents barely have a home

That wil tell you staight and shame you out

The game's got cancer, i radiate the crowd

You've got a broken dome

This nigga jasper trying to get grown

We don't set prices we don't set prices we create that shit off the dome

Young money, cash money so strong, keep scorin’, i’ma bring it on home

But i be like for real, just pick up that phone

Nigga i could flip a verse off the top of the dome

Aim bullets straight at your dome

Please sugar don't come alone

Well to each his own, gilly off the dome, it's like from wheat to bone

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

I date a white girl soundin' black on the phone

You can swallow your words like a full load to the dome