This is a song about "Blasting niggas with a ak"

The half black jewish canadian, eh?

I'll whip the ak out as a ride in the night yeh,

Beetle the skin on my female that's word to cee-lo she fine

Put 'em all in a line, add an ak-47, a revolver and a nine"

I utter a line, my enzymes blasting,

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

My ak leave ya a lil warmer

Can't keep up, get your liters in order

I still keep it indie, y'all worried the dow slim

I'm blasting off like a rocket ship acknowledge him

Insult me? i'm blasting with an air force onslaught in your face

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space