This is a song about "Vagas and assassination"

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Shout out my nigga miles

This is oh so much like getting votes

And nasty remains and bones

I'm paramount, nigga, i am, and you can't be mad

Attempts at assassination caught the shot threw it back

And a fridge and some broccoli

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

And don't ever (and don't ever)

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

When i talk about money all you see is the struggle

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

And remember what i said and

Knees dug deep into the pavement