This is a song about "Bout to get smoked"

I'm 'bout to bloody this track up, everybody get back

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

Righteously living, i know all my verses be cold

As she choked, it wasn't nothing for her to be smoked

You better get her, i'm totally into my zone

Let me blaze the ''king'' like a blunt, get smoked off your throne,

This beat is bout to get slain

Blow trees like a hurricane

You get the hint just hit bong,cause im bout to spit some,

I put on for my city i should ball with vick and them

Its bout time ya get to know me,

Summertime in the city

Your bitch like to suck a nigga up until she choke

I dare you to approach n watch you get smoked