This is a song about "Beating his ass"

Now this is what i call an evening

Got 4 pumps and his heart beating/

Stupid ass nigga shouldn't step out his stance

I’m up to six hundred bricks, started with two hundred grams

To drag his lying ass back to his padded cell

Nigga trying to live like hova, but well

I'd still be a nigga with no deal tryna get one

Pick his fat ass up, and drag that fag into the kitchen

Cops rollin' past, rollin' papers in the passenger

Let's start off with his fuckin funny ass mother,

Felt like the towers when the planes went on crash

Fake the laughs cause he knew his moms would break his ass

You can't act like no bitch that only got tyler perry famous

I took the rusty ass knife and shoved it through his anus.

Plagiarized swag, may arrive last

Shitting his stock of cash out his ass