This is a song about "Dangerous rhythm"

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

These shoulders crushed from cobra clutches, shit is gettin' dangerous,

Never give my heart to hoes that want my play shit

Like freud my style got a dangerous method

Their symptoms sound like sizzling rhythm

Ross and folarin, couple women

European model white bitch is eating donuts

The dangerous imagery of ghetto thugs, heavy drugs,

I'm so-cal, you so-called rappers need to go call

Wished for rhythm never written before

Shit i represent is killin' niggas and shit

Dangerous streets, we need the guns unloaded,

The rhythm gets into your head.

I get mine and i bounce like a bad check