This is a song about "The pinkprint"

Niggas in jerusalem, waitin for signs

Endless the days, forever the nights,

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

Aroma, strong enough to bring ‘em outta coma

Down the street to the car,

You get close but no cigar

Here's the answer and the antidote:

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

I'm why baby mamas leave

Thinkin of the the dreams

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

Hit yo ho with a muthafuckin baseball bat

Saw the bombs on the news

Zero options to choose