This is a song about "Bums"

See i ain't the coach, but i make a girl run till she open

Packing a gun to punk you whackest of bums with no answers for son

Packing guns, n' tackling bums.

Where you welcome to problems

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

They had discovered how matter can't be broken, now them bums

Dont vibe with bums... i'll bite my tongue and rip it out

Is dc in the house, without a doubt