This is a song about "Chop"

Great sex, she ain't slept, she can't rest tomorrows that big test

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

Folarin never walk in prada and talk of a price

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

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

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

Chop and eat you ,attack you like a locust

Come here to picture how he bumping his fist

Tryna make a dollar so i chop it to the fiends

Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Chop down your words,harvest you like reaper

Maharishi kicks and bape tee's i really do this

Of people who will chop me up like slaughterhouses

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

She's a white vegetarian, i'll get this blonde cock