This is a song about "Sword to the dome"

Nigga i could flip a verse off the top of the dome

Out in haiti, adolescents barely have a home

You fumbled in a drill, young man get on the hill

Fuck a sword, i dont use that to kill,

For imitatin the off switch like i'm on top of my own

Cemetery is their new home, they couldnt handle my off the dome

Cuz the gun is at ya dome you don't want to hear it talk

Then all i really want is for her to get on top

To rightly ride an overgrown hoe to the dome. consider me an enemy and

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend

No crucifix chains, i’m ain’t sure if i’m forgiven, lord

Let's get back to killing whores, i hunt them like boars with a sword

Sword swinging for the fences

Let me teach you all the sounds of love

Louder than the thunder dome is, no roaming

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king