This is a song about "Crusin em"

Studied up and i passed ‘em

What the fuck happened to rap when

Makin em drop/, making em pop,/

I fucking hate this job

Featherweight, zombies rose dead awake, they resonate 'em,

Put them out randomly hopin' that i get some

For the outlawz, here we come

Deep throatin' what he give 'em,

Pick em' up and knock em' down

I'm the talk of the town

Uh, red bottoms and a thong

Ain't no can't beat em join em song

I got 800 invisible men

You'll never be like em/

Fuck the constitution im a shoot em take over n loot em

Or a uniformed man, i'm tryna uniform 10 million men