This is a song about "Call the foul"

Like a fiend off the best rock

Call this the money shot

Non-hesitant to mow you down, foul!

I’m off them trees, no i ain't no owl

So take your seat on the bench

Any sings of foul stench,

So we can live again

That you call the rap game

Girls will love you for your cross they ain't jesus lovers

New orleans, swag, wild style, foul child, suckers,

And call the hospital for him for later.

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Lady at the frank stand will

Call this shit the meal kill