This is a song about "Studio love"

From ten to nine, you do your business right, let me attend to mine

Workin' in the local blocks, sellin' goods n' sweets, for money for studio time//

I really tried to show love

Or now they don't praise enough

When i leave the studio i'm gonna get paid

And he's the only nigga in this particular grade

Show me love show me fuckin love

And what i done just ain't enough

I got a studio for christmas, best wishes, im breaking rhymes like a

All my shit designeri fucked your bitch in versace, nigga

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

Passing kush in the studio, rolled up backwoods

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

Big money, i’m talking bad hoes