This is a song about "Attack on tinan"

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

And i'll be lashing back like a shaq attack on these rap beats

Me taking my revenge on you so i can always remember the attack

No magic out the hattell baby bye bye, i'm never coming back

Because of your judgmental attack

With my red p hat, nigga you know we back

So let's get out there and attack

She always comin back

I laugh back then grab it asthmatic panic attack

Catch me in the city with the trunk on crack

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

My fight against bitches began, and i started to attack/

I'll come around and sneak attack

She just laughs as her life starts flashing back

Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack

Stumble on back before i attack