This is a song about "What are thosr"

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

Jimmas are foreseen if you know what i mean,

What the fuck are you thinkin

Well wishes to my opposition

His pockets gone dry from the loans it was given him

Are we playing poker, what is your emotion,

Weekend trippin to wherever, only heaven is far

There ain't no genie jars to grant what your petty wishes are

Your a fraction of what we are well cut you in two

Cops wanna cuff you, niggas wanna clap you

(you are just what the doc ordered)

Yep she's on x, i called that bitch speed burst

My parents went away on a week's vacation and

Our rights are what seem to be irrelevant

Cause you are. you must be a slave that what you are that sucks on cocks and

I want to tie her body up and throw her in my basement