This is a song about "Vip prestige"

Like a south paw you get letand every breath i breathe untill the moment i'm deceased

Aligned myself with emcees so prestige believe, mainstream leaves ya brain size decreased

Does getting this prestige disease mean even you have lost touch?

To understand that the fucking faggot didn't like me much

"vip"to back of the line.dispatching my lines destination to the top,thats because

With no remorseyou get blasted full forcea nike endorsement doin' shootings on a horse

Hold to the glistening light every piece, with pride and prestige

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news