This is a song about "Sword to the dome"

I feel something change in the weather, and i’m home, home, home

Well to each his own, gilly off the dome, it's like from wheat to bone

I'll hit you with the five deadly sins and then a ninja sword,

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

Put the 9 up to her dome and she's screaming why me

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

Sword swinging for the fences

I think found where your mind was

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

Rolling a double rhouse full of happiness, weed and drank

For once be men, bringing a sword to a battle of the pen

Just in case a nigga never see that thrill again

Late night to the early morn, i've been such a rolling stone

Uh! look at me going i'm writing off the dome.

Don’t let it drift away like a feather and i’m home, home, home

We don't set prices we don't set prices we create that shit off the dome