This is a song about "Attack"

I laugh back then grab it asthmatic panic attack

With my red p hat, nigga you know we back

The generational gap with yet another sensational track

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

Theres monsters in the rear view we under attack

I ride with them boys in the middle of the map

So now i’m under pressure i want it bad

Its gonna be a fantastic attack

You said u were gonna laugh at my asama attack?

Me and folarin mmg gon' bring that warner back

You let him a sleaze you, but money tend to do that

I'm using your words,as a verbal attack,

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

You lack what i got through escalation was forced attack

Imma need to know now can a brotha crack

Address the press by startin a attack