This is a song about "Band saw"

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

Cause you can't even rap in the fourth grade band

Your best lines are a rubber band gun

Boss broke, spouse choke, blouse open

Saw the virgin mary

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Now we going hard like i ain't gonna die

I saw everything i saw the look in your eye

Double m self made we forever rich

Bitches love me like i'm tcb band polo bitch//

You already know you're dead

And then i saw the red,

Lay ya ass down on god's green floor

Saw somethin happenn next door

I ain't tryna fight back, but baby

Every time ya saw me