This is a song about "Counting the facts"

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

Smashing stereos and emcees, just bringing the facts/

And yall niggas the right flow

Check the fucking facts yo

And i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

Smashing stereos and emcees, just bringing the facts/

Counting out you aint amounting nowt so please fuck off now leave outta the door

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Think you're big well here's the facts

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble

To say life goes on, now they're counting money on the table

They use it to pay off bonds, its a cycle, you need to learn the facts

When timbo is in the party, everybody put up they hands

39. i'm the key to the facts,

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks