This is a song about "Ass haters love death punch fire"

Now me and quik gonna show you niggas what it's like on this side

Before i really bring the fire and sentence you whack ass to hell like

It's the southern takeover were eating the rest,no peace in this death punch his teeth in his neck

Give 'em guns, step back, watch em kill each other"it's time to fight back", that's what huey said

A few niggas talk but they do without knowledge

Grounding ‘n pounding due to the love for a light punch

Your on fire.. your on fire

All my shit designer

Come here to picture how he bumping his fist

This fire ass kush is finna get seared

No one notice your struggle

Your punch lines are pitiful

Those weak ass basic already used punch lines are nothing more than a voter optical illusion

He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run

Those weak ass basic already used punch lines are nothing more than a voter optical illusion

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one