This is a song about "Attack"

Go toe to toe when it's time for roll you got a brother's back

You said u were gonna laugh at my asama attack?

Shit, that birkin bag make the old dude mad

Bout to get sacked with my exact attack

Whether you rhyme slow or the beat fast

Attack with abstract research backed

Enjoy as i attack

Snapple fact: you rather wack

I know the world been waiting for that

Stumble on back before i attack

Sometimes it's so empty feels like i'ma have a heart attack.

Woof, bitch, top doglay yo girl face on my lap, let her play with my sack

But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track

I laugh back then grab it asthmatic panic attack

You lack what i got through escalation was forced attack

And niggas ain't shit but you already knew that