This is a song about "Street code"

In fact, you're raps a wack cycle, mine cracks the da vinci code

She be sliding on the pole, slide down and roll my smoke

Make my jollof with lots of pepper

Its etched in my genetic code forever

Leave you severed across the street

Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed

And 5-0 they work for us, walk the beat

Including fox hill and 27th street

Your bitch like to suck a nigga up until she choke

On the road, soul sold and im mouldy, but know the code

Up on phrases i wrote

Lambo, roscoe, no street code

Checking in code, while swigging straight rum

And you down, hold it down for my nigga them

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

Appropriate description of his code is akin to an opiate