This is a song about "Choppas"

They said im guilty, i ain't get the chance to say im not

I keep my choppas on deck it probably split my fucking glock

Choppas out now-now open wide like a freak squad.

We the squad, young folarin, out that maybach mob

With choppas they chop us try to stop us

Stacey dash type, i'm cheatin' and they clueless