This is a song about "Cock back hallow point in the camber"

In the booth back to back wednesdays

I get that work from my face

No point in tryin' to conflictin', the tingle and sweet is to convincin'//

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

Going straight to the point, the blueprint is on point

Now i get laid-off, notice y'all employed

I'm here to wake up the people it seems you brains being baked

Feud its me damn it that shoved the cock in your bitch so tell me i ain't

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

Disappoint lyrically they miss the point

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

But its mistaking let me give you a correction and point you in the right direction