This is a song about "T dot"

I’m tryna be low key to keep my self out of t

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

That mac got a red dot with 50 rounds in it

I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Master big t with the fire it's astounding,

Let em play with her box, she give the greatest top

So i'd like to end this verse with a line and a dot

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

Make the fingers snap

Drank liqueur popped pills dot dot dot

Ain't no lockouts, the game don't stop

They love misleading them having there beliefs fucked

The sickest people couldn''t have even imagined