This is a song about "Prestige"

Does getting this prestige disease mean even you have lost touch?

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

Aligned myself with emcees so prestige believe, mainstream leaves ya brain size decreased

Like a south paw you get letand every breath i breathe untill the moment i'm deceased

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

Hold to the glistening light every piece, with pride and prestige

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

Always keep it up to date, that's why the hoes choose