This is a song about "Beating his ass"

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

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

I done put them percs down, think i'm 'bout to relapse

Stupid ass nigga shouldn't step out his stance

Then sent his ass to iraq, but unlike osama, his ass was the one that got smashed in,

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

Because i see right through your disguise

And welcome to his fuckin crazy ass life,

Kidnap a dt, tie his ass to a cross

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

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

I could spend my whole life tryna get cash

Niggas ruin your plans, it’s best to do what you can

Like his whack ass flow on another man

Baby i ain't liping, i just tend to keep my city there

With his funny ass laugh and his fuckin shitty ass hair,