This is a song about "Attack"

Like you threw something to me-so i threw em back

You lack what i got through escalation was forced attack

I laugh back then grab it asthmatic panic attack

Imma need to know now can a brotha crack

No difference whipping you with a rag or my lyric attack,

Pouring liquor for my niggas that was killed, send em back

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

All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that

Iphone and ipad, air max, and my gat

Lpog's on the attack, and just know that we attack

Know what i do: manufacturing crack

Icy k is back, on a verbal attack.

I'm trying to make a way, she never call back

Theres monsters in the rear view we under attack

You said u were gonna laugh at my asama attack?

Hmm, knew in my heart you was the same motherfucker bad