This is a song about "The merchant of venice"

King of the va, off of those toxins.

Jumped off the porch when i was like six

So the fuckin' school suggested me a therapist

The disease of the wordsmith hidden inside of the mist

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

Y'all niggas come last, i'm first though

Return of the king of flow

Across the face of the earth

Ha, the envy of dime dealers

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

Huh, man of the year, the man of the... work!!!

Get blown like lawn leaves

Thinkin of the the dreams

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

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