This is a song about "Crooked carl"

Wake up, turn on your tv and see my ass again

No bitch ( carl c ) don't rap a dame

Carl cee twistin' them lyrics and spinnin' em,

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

And you got that bomb, huh, i'm tryna detonate you

The cops dont do nothin because they crooked too

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

While ruthless kingpins (rush to the top) with crooked winnings

If you ain’t got ‘em, then bob your head

Head so big i got a crooked neck

The crooked path i follow, i wish upon no soul.

So the devil that drove in her got in control

(blind..shit) and ''carl-c'' when they won they deserved it

My moschino that fire, bet you never seen that