This is a song about "Zio n"

More mistakes could be made ‘n

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

My bars are hard 'n' fast

To reds i ain't know how to act

They'l diss your dissonance n' rip your ligaments 'n' dick quick

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

Herpes virus, yeah bitch, i fought one

To strengthen your defending 'n

I got 800 invisible men

Tried perfecting my letters n

I'm dreaming to be great

In the ghetto n' threw shade.

You're listening to this mix tape 'n

Until my flesh hardened so pardon

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

You mental state deteriorates n,