This is a song about "Sword to the dome"

The sword, i reek of poor decisions

I'm with your girlfriend eating chips

Made it out naija with nothing in the bank

Live by the sword so i've got pencil in hand

Drink whatever's left, kill the pussy, tombstone

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

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

The sword of lone vengeance/

Scissors, saws, razor sharp ninja sword, slice to dice and dash,

Me and my nigga wale let them suckas pass

The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop

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

And if i'm down with this banging shit

Fuck im coming off the dome with it

It's a sad thing, the dumb shit that comes out of your stupid dome

Look, she love me from them poems, and them songs, in my zone