This is a song about "Dab on them"

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

And that shit gives them more reason, but you rage battles on,

As i take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby

In one round, in one dab damn im high in the sky

Bad child think im sweet until im pissing all on them

Only her and i knownow i'm sitten' in tha state pen

Leave them be, bully please, put them on their knees, till they plead,

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

I'mma go to war with the devil 'til we're even

Beat 'em up, and see them go on facebook to make them crap status.

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

Heaven singing them songs, speaking on sensitive issues

You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose

Cause i made use of the loopholes on them laws

Kidnap a dt, tie his ass to a cross