This is a song about "Vanity upon vanity"

Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the don

We the type of niggas you'll depend upon.

To bring devilish destruction upon a customers spirit

Praying to god i can slide and slip out the devil’s grip

Until i was called upon again,

And you down, hold it down for my nigga them

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

Shooting ink upon the looseleaf like a lazer

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Upon rappers that don't show expression

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong

We the type of niggas you'll depend upon.

The ramadan the start of dawn to qur'an where they look upon,

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

Force upon you images of a dismantled body,