This is a song about "Bout it"

Pack it up cuz you bout to hear a rebelz yell.

Well that didn't go well, let us try to make it swell

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

I'm bout to make it splash on y'all, call me carmelo

And talk some more shit

Yes we bout it bout it/

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

But when asked bout their existence people said it was never

It gets bigger though. they only bout the dough.

In the front row at a holy justin bieber show

And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby

Smoked it, nothing changed every rapper's talking bout it see

I'm in it to win it. i don't give a fuck what you're talking 'bout

And if i wasn't high, i'd probably try to blow my brains out

About to slide out but i'll get back at ya ooh

You don't get it now give it 'bout a year or two