This is a song about "The argument of design"

Maybe to stop the design that is enshrined for niggas who don't give a damn about our life

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price

I feel my work ain't enough

The things im most scared of

Translation cause my life is too sweet

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

Shout out donny sublime

My design so devine

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

No need for consent, i am the president many questions went into an argument,

Return of the king of flow

Never break, took a break though

Shaved of the face of the earth

I still got haters

Work equations like einstein, my design is outrageous,

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus