This is a song about "Buck tooth kayode"

You remind of a dead moose, beaten up kids screaming" fuckin abuse!"

We are all trying to survive, i’ve been sucker punched, blindsided, lost a tooth

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut

My raps can fuck you up while i'm spitting them for buck.

Im obtuse when i see you i grit my tooth

Magazines who at times seem to misuse

And she looking for them trees, baby we got some

You know i need a buck thats my fuckin problem

Because to you it's all about just a buck

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

Gotta give my parents a bang for they buck

Just how i wasted yo momma last nite for one little buck

Them niggas tippin' good girl but i can make it flood

You dont wanna lose a tooth,

Dark side of town, baby mama blues