This is a song about "Belt buckles"

Ain't have to see-saw, i'm already scared

One last shot, this time below the belt

But i'll beat the shit outta you with my rap belt

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

Pull up yo pants, take off your belt cause you ain't shit, flush you down the

All my shit designeri fucked your bitch in versace, nigga

Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble

'cause your mama used to beat you with a belt buckle.

Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went

So many ovadosed,slit wrists and hangin with they belt

Bitch you aint on ma level your below my belt

That i can't win, so i'm invitin' some help

With a 9 in the belt

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

Cause i hung my original self from the top bunk with a belt

I'm gettin blitzed and i reminsce on all the times we shared