This is a song about "Chumps"

I say i got it from grinding, perfect timing

Plus i'm stormin' on you chumps like i'm thunder and lightning

Well, you fucking up, and truthfully i had enough

Still stomping the chumps when they mouths get to talking that stuff

For bunk meat, neon lighted butchers were chumps bleed

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet

You know that love is a very serious thing

Plus i'm stormin' on you chumps like i'm thunder and lightning

Being scared of these chumps please enough you cream puffs

Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples

So i guess that's where i hide my things

Fighting chumps fighting like spartans

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

It's only blood that you chumps see and i agree, murder is sickening