This is a song about "Subject crap"

And ya section know when any day tecs could blow

Subject matter’s all about the riches and dough,

So if he die, and came back, would he try to save rap

Nothing else matters, fuck all that other crap

Now let me hear your crap

Bet i'm heavy with that

Can't win with a passive attack

Cause i aint talking crap

To you niggas biting my flows and my subject matter

And fiendin' for my mercedessuckers scatter

Baby all i do is rap

I dont have time for that crap

Iphone and ipad, air max, and my gat

Ill just go back and deal with crap

All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chestcouldn't rest, nah nigga i was stressed

Development to try make it intelligent, irrelevant. signs of the subject