This is a song about "Crap teeth"

Cleanly slicing your neck with shark teeth

My bitches brighter always saying lights please

And dont go hatin on this crap

Snapple fact: you rather wack

We never tattle, let god handle that

Better than the last stack of bull crap

Well, i can handle that

Now let me hear your crap

No car key and i mean that

But all yo get is bull crap

You are crap can't rap keep strap take a nap fake crap...

Because there ain't no coming back from that

Snickering and smacking they gums through false teeth

Y'all know that nigga in the movies

Rewrite it, lemme make that "teeth"

L o u d air i breathe