This is a song about "The argument of design"

An argument could be made for her mother and father,

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

Raybands...hide the face of,

Ass shots is a plus

I hate my design but roll with the love

These cops is bad boys, baby just like puff

Now i'm the young one with the 9 ready to put in my time

Like a fuckin design, no need for profits i already got mine,

It’s about time i got mine, because the lines i comprise and design/

But after bowling, i went home for some damn adventure time

Hundred k in twenty-two hours

Shaved of the face of the earth

And when i start to rise

Of the book of your life

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

Cause they right down the street