This is a song about "Syndicate"

Vancouver where i originate, me and the syndicate

I'm trying to take you where nobody going to pay you, kid

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

Cause i got caught up in the scenewondering what would happen to this

In case i don't get intell all my people i'm a ridahnobody cries when we die

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

Praying to god i can slide and slip out the devil’s grip

Is he illiterate, literal syndicate

M.o.b.! nigga we ridei hit the charts like a stick-up kid

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