This is a song about "There is matter everywhere"

Doesn't matter if the score is true

I'm after you bringing traffic through

Nigga, i swear them lames ain’t know how to prepare

Hello? is there anybody out there?

Who woulda thought a lil nigga from the ville could get a deal

Cause when we're on the shore there is no clock. time doesn't matter when we're out here.

Nigga trying to live like hova, but well

Them bullets hit you everywhere

I mean me is there, but it's like three there

My coach ain't care, so i ain't care

Doesn't matter if ya like to chatter i climb ladders bowls fucks over and sit there

I split the blunt and rolled the fat one up deadly -- babylon beware

There is no need to argue

And i've been thinking bout you

I get it crackin' like the lips of a nigger, actor

But looks like nothings in there it's just gray matter