This is a song about "Chip challenge"

Its a challenge breaking a habit

You don't mean that, you faggot

Challenge, or rapper thinking he can battle yours

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

Watch me rise to the challenge and watch you disintegrate

Kill you, shoot the funeral up and harlem shake at your wake

Mother fucker, you dare challenge me?

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

With young kirko, and that h right on my belt loop

We challenge the system when it bears strange fruit

I will challenge any rapper and peel their skin

Everybody finger point in your direction

Karl malone called her a little mexican, but he never won a chip

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit