This is a song about "Youll never see it coming"

Mass appeal,and this bag i hit got me alaskan chill

And realize youll never have a rap thats "ill"

They smell you coming down, oh, look, you can see the flames,

Ambition is priceless that’s something in your veins

And getting money is the song i sing

I dont see no people coming

Butterfly bow tie, made my mark like the craters on the moon

Coming with some proof see at yo funeral *raps in the tomb

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Youll never know the best of me, maybe if you listen to my spoken word

It's like i'm an alien who alienates by the herd, so as far as being heard

Go pop some pills or something

You won’t see it coming

Got some pocket change too, now ya workin' baby

You ain't never heard a peep so just keep it a see--