This is a song about "Beatbox worm"

You know? real flick" nasty 32 look.

We was loonie i suppose, you could

Theres blood all over the ground

I'mma catch you next time around

In your opinion cause i'm dependent on others opinions

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Two whips, six tattoos, no kids

"money and blood don't mix

Your just a bleating sheep, tryna touch me like a worm tryna leap to the moon

On the way to his house i got in the unlocked door and went straight to his room

You can have your opinion and ill have mine, but ultimately whatever you decide is just fine

How motherfuckers picture livin' life after a night of fuckin around with meand if you don't like this rhyme

Try to jack and i will attack

Keep going never look back