This is a song about "The desk lamp"

Your gonna be on top nigga

I bring the heat like the

With my name on em: that’s a damn shame

The realist in the game

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Rub the lamp take three wishes bitch im the genie

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

At the same damn time, gettin' hit on by a couple hoes

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Organized crime, i kill your boss

My laptop just laying on my desk, wondering what's gonna' happen next

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

Double s shit, swastikas on the letterman, bitch

Your dick work like a lamp in a power outage

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

I surely don't, so get off your high horse before you get impaled and feel the wrath of my worst