This is a song about "30 for30"

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

My level of quality is solid yours is wobbling/

Welcome to the dirty south,we don't have 40's it's a 30 ounce

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

That could make some sense, to make amends, to take a stand, to make it tense

30 second submission ain't even staged, it ain't good luck when i break both ya legs

So just let me get it, girlwhen it's all said and done

If i dont die before im 30 than ill be in a prison

Rap bad now this has been 30 bars of destruction

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

But even then sealed his fate for 30 plus some years

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Disgusted, not even in the top 30? bitch i'm almost top six/

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks