This is a song about "Trans saharan trade"

Shame on ya'll, you tryna ball with the game on pause

Of that trade off, my dicks a plane bout to take off

But real freaky in tha darkplus i got some enemies, baby

So if you wanna wild out and trade blows with kings like me,

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Blow up with power the conclusion is the world trade towers

Running over trans ams

But you don't have a chance

No days off is time gone, trying to get my paper straight

If there was someway they could benefit from the trade

Hilarity like wordplay with transparency that only trans parents see

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

I wouldn't trade you for the world, you're all that i need.

Daddy was a kingpin, a couple milli buried