This is a song about "Chop"

Twenty-million dollar nigga, but i do it like this

Chop off her noggin and her motherfucking clitoris

Chop it up like jay voorhees, pull triggers when messin' with,

I’m a king to these niggas, love a queen, fuck the bitches

Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot

Not for a cop, hit the slot, pop and chop, i smoke alot

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Ill cut your thtroat, chop your head and pluck out your eyes,

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

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

Chop and eat you ,attack you like a locust

Tryna get inside your mind without that night shift

Keep the caliber ready to chop these niggas like freddy

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

She told me that the radio's been playing the same song all day long

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