This is a song about "Arunabh s gut"

Hundred thousand dollars and that’s on champagne

Mic slip (whoop) put one in you're gut for pain

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Now you probably wishing that you would have said yes

Its the kind of feeling that makes your gut twist

Shout out to joe and chris, it's a.p on my wrist

The game's got cancer, i radiate the crowd

Take a tusk to the gut "help this niggas bleeding out!"

See no matter how badly he got kicked in the gut

-ttention. you don't gotta listen just give a fuck

I stick in yo mom's gut, next nigga likes what the fuck!

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup