This is a song about "Stigma dis"

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

Cause my charisma is a stigma, i look in the mirror, i'm poisonous vanilla bro/

Chima ferguson's bangin', you ace niggas is low card, wolf gang

Put in work make stacks of hunneds, gotta roll dis cash man/

Dis not an emergency but could possibly be perversity

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

The road to hell is paved with good intentions

Dis is ma essence, ma presence yow sentence

Now fck with dis rhyme pace,well u can never catch me in dis race!,

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

Dis-able it in shame

Your body's right as rain

From curb surfingwe working the industry

Hustle 24 hours fo dis country money