This is a song about "Treaty of versailles"

Thoughts of immortality

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Five shots she ready to leave

Top of my pile of bodies

Tired of feeling wired of dealing

And how it feels to feel that feeling

Of being of always getting wired

Boss in my hugo, floss like my tooth hurt

A strange guy who shakes the world like versailles

Them other niggas smoke, they ain't this high

Of the book of your life

Sky high, iced out paradise

Thoughts of us of everything of everyone's debts

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

Got the eye of tiger, spit of cobra, form of a dragon

Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one