This is a song about "Straight to te dome"

Then lost her faith again

On a ladder straight to fame

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Straight to your back and ribs conditions hazardous

Everybody wanna talk cause i'm rappin, they askin me what happened

To rightly ride an overgrown hoe to the dome. consider me an enemy and

See dog? rap is my aim

Looking out te window pain

We're goin' straight to the ending

Why not me the same thing

Hoping that hip-hop can surface and go-go again

Noting is different eeryting te same

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

I feel something change in the weather, and i’m home, home, home

And still be able to stand up straight

Dropped out of school never made it to the 12th grade