This is a song about "Where sinners dwell"

I'm the c.e.o. of diplomat records, i sign myself

Don't dwell on that jabroni just cause that baloney sells

And so its inwards to the vineyards of my mind i dwell,

Calling niggas really knowing they dont give a hell

Cherry red dice i’m a gambling man i’m never taking twice

Several dead, what the hell is this? / seven are said to dwell and live

Profile, damn i'm digging your style, we can start slow now

Stick and move through rigid slopes with timid flow of the sinners bow

No where, beyond where, they already were.

This ill right here, i represent the future

Do not dwell or retell, on the things that befell or you'll fell

All because i heard that he was talkin' to danielle

Where constellations collide and where telescopes can't find,

We killin shows out in london like i'm on my grind

Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel

But i've never been a fellow to just sit and dwell