This is a song about "Don t fuck wit broke ass niggas"

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,

Writing some dope ass lyrics while others go broke.

And i ain't talking rap, man, i'm coming up this road

Than i drop the fucker and leave you broke ass bitches,

Felatio fetish, broads know me where i live

They have bitten the filth when they've wit#ness-#t his wits

Ya weed quiet, you broke, y’all eaten lean pockets

Hey zach i know like me. i don,t not like you. you need alone now

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

Anyone disagrees is gettin speared /anyone don t agree is just weird/

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift

You poser niggas ain't supposed to be here

Depressed for years they still don`t know what i feel