This is a song about "Syndicate"

I'm intricate and infinite and rolling with no syndicate/

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

President says it was imminent, i don't believe in the syndicate of the eye

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die

Then im off by the morning i dont no these hoes im just another recordin this

And manage to establish a syndicate of business to live it lavish

No benefits still a nigga never hissy fit

Vancouver where i originate, me and the syndicate

Is he illiterate, literal syndicate

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that