This is a song about "Bice rip"

Put you in jimmy choo and you ain't even chinese

Respectfully rip my conscience rest in peace,

Hey mr. coach, i don't like you

Your lyrics im gna rip threw

Stressed out, cos' i'm gone

Smack a bong, rip the gong

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

Rip apart their brains through lyrical dissection,

Say there mr. mirror, put yourself up to yourself and then

Rip, leavin it open until i bust again

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

Up a flower rip it to shreds

I'll take your pride and rip it wide

You see dem boys sign me to the scope right

Look at these rappers how i rip em/

Made a million with the pen