This is a song about "Brunch on a summerday"

Tsa be laughing all them rubbers in your luggage

Ill eat your rhymes for brunch, and shit the lines before lunch,

Look, they gon' love me for my ambition

Women always on a mission

I'm on a roll, like snowball

Wolf gang, kill em' all

Only a hand on those hips

And the v12, that's on various trips

Wanna go on a rant

I can feel your heart beating fast

Got defence up on a list

I ain’t saying that i’m finished

Maybe drop a hamilton on a sick domain

And not a single feature except lil wayne