This is a song about "Cunt slut lying lads nike drugs"

And i got nieces who need me they fathers ain't important

No shit, he's a gangster on the mic, yea right cunt

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

Grabbing a few cans with the lads nothing could be better

Bullets flying, fake homies lying

Get loose like a jew when i do rhyming

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Then again you might be lying

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Bullets flying, fake homies lying

Tired of people lying

I'm the sushi king

But ya mouth's a god damn slut,

Without your love it's cold as fuck

So these are my real diss bars, now come at me cunt

What you doing when ross drop a hundred thousand