This is a song about "Straight to dome i got a fucking masterpiece that you wish you can touch"

If you got one you can speak to my revolver have that shit give you a clip that's 365 days

I'mma keep it real kid i’m just hatinain’t a opportunity i ain’t take close chase

Sulking crying cuz i will kill even you bill even if you got a top block that can chill

Some underhanded plans witnessed a man diewas only fifteen, should have been a beauty queen, still

But really you can't touch this scene that i am painting

And if you got money man the head is amazing

Niggas talk with limited service

No one can fucking touch us

You wish i was a restaurant, cause you can get served for free.

If we do the unthinkable would it make us look crazy

I think you got an infection sweetie, don't touch me my sweet cookie!

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Tie titanium around their neck and watch em panic

I can tell that you got served, because i eat the mic,