This is a song about "Chop"

Chop her up save the good parts and fucking burn the rest

Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best

Cream of the crop, scheming to chop and place an mc in a box

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs

I chop em down, lumberjack, imma unsolved mystery,

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

Of people who will chop me up like slaughterhouses

Like a fiend off the best rock

Now we chop the whole fucking block

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze

I promise you pain, i will chop your body in threes

No magic out the hattell baby bye bye, i'm never coming back

Murder chop your bodies up, put it on a sack then put them on a stack

And spit it the way i do simp-a-ly because i like this song

Fuck for a hour then im gone,chop shit up im mowing the lawn,