This is a song about "49"

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

Like poop smeared on the walls

Or i might destroy you

I'll tell you baby that we're through

Arrogant when i finish

But not cool cause my house comes with

Give the bomb the spirit so i can spirit

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that

The bomb is can bwe you is

But i don't got the steak for y'all dishes

As i seenobody cares about my history

Death total 49, i'm no 49er i need fifty

A criminal grind nigga

I poop so hard my face farts to the