This is a song about "Syndicate"

Is he illiterate, literal syndicate

At times i like to watch out the latest shit

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

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

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

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

No benefits still a nigga never hissy fit

Vancouver where i originate, me and the syndicate

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

You've unleashed the beast and i play you lil' niggas like lisa's shit