This is a song about "This thing"

Ain't no other kings in this rap thing

They locking us up for the drugs that we doing

Its like ice, i c e every thing that you see on this ride

Yea! we got a lot of star power in the building tonight

Ing to this finely adorned thing, my eyes see, were fondling

I just load up and start dumpin' on enemies; i'm head hunting

I keep it funky with my misses, fuck these other bitches

Up on her. i was doing my thing i was getting this

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

I did ever thing to make them grade this, an a plus

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

Crying and nailing his hand hoping this fuckin dope thing will come to mind

There's one last thing i want you to know about this girl i know *music ends*

Cause i'll be honest: i ain't tryna be a victim of the projects