This is a song about "44 in 4 foot"

Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights

In this rap shit i run on foot from coastline to coastline a fuckin' thousand times

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

Only built 4 cuban linx, paid in full, and liquor swords,

Living in this bag of meat standing 6 foot tall

I'm tellen you one day these suckers gotta fall

Ridin around in my shot up miami plated rolls royce/

Hatin,’ need machine gunsall these niggas they broke boys

This bluegrass biggie flow got you admirin in my afterglow/

You see the furs and pendants, austin sigoto, drop though

I get more respect from the motherfuckin' dope manthe grammy's and american music shows

I bury my whole foot in ur faggot ass and still walk tall haters keep me on toes/

And wrote this from 4:25 to 4:30, hah

To liberate yourself, africa