This is a song about "Cm punk"

Half of my game? yo, that shit be a lie

You're just some ghetto punk, but me, i'm a dope guy.

Wantin' to jump dude, but let that nigga punk you

Take you out kentland and show you a zoo

But if a nigga catch a nut bet he feel different

You get the picture? i hope not cause i'm no punk

He's a punk , he copies my lines when the beat drops,

Fat rhymes every time, bitch, roseanne bars

An watch you cry trying to find the ways to try running away punk

But since whitley gilbert and jada pinkett my world been different

But he was probably from your crew, you fuckin punk

Self-awarding, negligence of the less important

And eat him alive i'm a c.m punk

But nah, he is quite different

Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk

Or just a punk but that fucking shit gets my adrenalin pumped.