This is a song about "Step up on the scene"

Regardless, step up to the tar pit the small ones

In kitchen, whippin' blow, it got the same damn crumbs

Seems like there s a killer on the scene

Maintaining my modest modest as i dream

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

The whole scene is messed up, i try to be positive,

Ridin' in that es with my nefertiti queen

A mistress of attack, step back to admire the art the scene

It's roc nation, this my team

Wash. heights roamer on the scene

Not even two years later i was back on the scene

I got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

I just step up in the club pour it up on a bad bitch that be wearing thong.

In fly modei'm a homicidal outlawand five-o, get your lights on, fight long

I guess these major deals ain't all they seem

Ever since i popped out way back on the scene,