This is a song about "Chop"

With choppas they chop us try to stop us

Pay him some attention, he's smart and he's genius

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

Searching for answers, that's human nature, you ain't in the wrong

Chop you up with my lyrics you fear it, i'm army strong

They say i'm wrong and i'm heartless, but all along

Now we chop the whole fucking block

This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop

Chop off each limb and toss it in a bag with other limbs

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

I chop em down, lumberjack, imma unsolved mystery,

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

Folarin never walk in prada and talk of a price

Amnesty international got bangkok to montauk on lock

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