This is a song about "Chopping"

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

Africa and europe, it's a small world we truly neighbors

And i'm a just take another guess

Chopping threw lyrics like im a masked chef

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

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

Be that day to remember trying to chance their perception

Flea ridden carpets, chopping harlots into section

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

Chopping my style down like spruce wood

We charging you niggas up you like it or not

And i plan on chopping till the planet stop,

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

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

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

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