This is a song about "Withdraw formally from membership in a federal union"

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

"what you doin'?" nothin' much, would shout some other stuff

Satin to the silks, i'm icy when it's sunny

Believe me like urbanology but formally

Watch this, hey quik let me see them binoculars, nigga

#assassin's #greed in real life, unleashed from #legends' 'n' #leagues in a

They slept in death, hung from a wire that held their necks

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

Open door, for you to formally explore more.

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

They say my music knocks, so i hope it open every door

Shouting all her sorrows in a pillowcase from senegal

Ay, you- i heard you shining, but i got that gold membership

Whole team full of og’s packing fo-fo’s on the hip hip

When moms held me down in a lock from a gripper

If you a real nigga, you looking in the mirror