This is a song about "Wit my niggas"

Try to get wit my style

It's real dog, i live in the fire

Up my rules cuz wen you was wit her you was all

You an amateur, they wanna pro to call

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

In my underground kingdom filled wit darkness n corpses

And its just me and niggas wanna smoke wit me?

Highest form of respect, if you say you're not ready

I bust up rhymes wit my rap service. yeah, my rap service.

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love