This is a song about "Suis es est sommes etre sont"

Abc, skip the d she’s got double e’s

I just play my part make moves like chess

Here with rhino and the "great"est don't mistake us for norm

Do he kiss you on the forehead and keep you warm

I'm in the realest and ill -est putting my hearth and my soul

The pope inside nine capsules, fuck it let's split a roll

I don't shop in the public, ain't finna wait in line

Battle ten of ya bitc*es and come out just fine

Niggas taking shots, don’t know how to aim

Invest in a gat just to keep these bitc*es tame

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

But muerte es la vida; death is part of life see; only "god" can judge me

Je suis la garçon qui cracher flamme, french, i just cannot

Insane, crazy, the only girl that can make time then make me stop