This is a song about "Buck vs spitz"

It's how i make the buck,

I know you're mad, but so what

I buck bastards who think they're bachelors

I'm just tryin to get back, to what really matters

I fire off like terrorist turrets,with opponents i vs.,

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process

But she only fuck with boss niggas - lames, you outta luck

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

Because to you it's all about just a buck

Then to be in my face asking for a rose cup

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

It used to be all about "west coast vs east coast"//

Better be ready for the next jason vs freddy it's a rematch,

Her name rearranged displays her fate: exile by e, there's the dang match

If you a real nigga, you looking in the mirror

Justin vs. a noob, wow what a weird mixture