This is a song about "A sloth"

Hit a bitch, gain a stitch

Now i’m up in this bitch

And the streets is getting colder

I'm a winner, i'm a loner.

Spit a poem or a diss

Cuz ignorance is bliss

I want to fight the music on this one

A church hymnal planning a pandemonium

So if i do call it's just a check

Just a warning not a threat

Cause i abhor a sloth and i'm as cold as a storm on hoth,

Its way different ma you see em passin' out bars

Won't run out anytime soon

A boy taken for a goon

A store that dosen't get a

They claim it as their own, africa