This is a song about "Studio heart"

At a studio or your funeral, i'm still spitting multiple times

While you were playing playstation, my pencil was erasing lines

Right this minute, they say i'm buzzing hard

Slingin you over the shoulder: heart to heart

No, just put us on death row

You find me in the studio

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

Passing kush in the studio, rolled up backwoods

Soon as para finite will paralyze her existence

I'll even wait for the studio audience to applaud [cheers]

It's colder the darkness in my heart

See, where i come from is hard

I spent every chance i had in the studio recording like an addict

Fuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick