This is a song about "Curb stomp"

Feeding feins my words these nerds converse upon a curb

This a little tune to keep you motivated and inspired

Leaves yours sitting on the curb

The concept is so absurd

Thought he'd quit and stomp his missions

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

For the booked cases duels curb maced fools

And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels

Stomp and stamp through your city like godzilla

Hold my pistoland wrap your arms around a nigga

Spitting on the side walk cussing on the curb

And i hang with wolves cause i'm an evil bastard

And word i blew off herb i grew

Randy, respect you but here to stomp you

Than i take your girl kick her to the curb

Before a nigga finish put in the work