This is a song about "Chopping"

Also i'm chopping misers grossly caused reduction

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

These niggas chasing like jason, but i'll stay chopping steady.

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

Flea ridden carpets, chopping harlots into section

Look, i got no time for that type of connection

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Me and my boy's up in jail chopping up nigga's with razors.

You like the chopping game well i'll be name dropping

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

And i plan on chopping till the planet stop,

No pork on the fork, but it’s white in the pot

Chopping my style down like spruce wood

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

To im chopping of your genitals kill ya mother and father drop u and your

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door