This is a song about "Crushing perkocets"

I'm like the mammoth since birth i have been crushing these maggots

Go and get it motherfucker, if you murder kids

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

Crushing the old school artists like boulders

But i'll be crushing your head in-between cupboards,

Ravishing, rick rude of rappin you bastards

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

But i'll be crushing your head in-between cupboards,

I ain't trying to be ignorant

Crushing elephants them alone just

When you crushing, blushing

Niggas dying like its nothing

When you crushing, blushing

Why not me the same thing

But how can we improve when kids enjoy crushing flowers

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds