This is a song about "Stamp act"

That acknowledges this polished act.

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

Gunning down ignorant fools when they wanna act,

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

I just pray my mother doesn't witness the act.

I say it’s your world, cole world to be exact

But when i knock this shit off, i'mma go and buy some laker shit

Its my prove of sharing the stamp, the forty two sedated

I'd rather act the part

See, where i come from is hard

Whether you rhyme slow or the beat fast

I can't change the way i act

You just do your thing chick

I'll smash tracks and act sick

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

You fool deserve a bravo followed by stamp hoe on your forehead