This is a song about "Don t touch my zip"

My scythe don blessed ya made a mess, much to your dread

They two now, and haven’t seen their godfather yet

Though i recite it like it lucifer's loose leaf

Told him don't touch my og kush it's better than your keef

Yeah, and i ain't saying that i'm nas here

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

I'm still in touch with my dream even though it seems far

Wreck these thangs, have em looking like halle berry's car

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

While we sweating you dripping wet from what your body spill

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

Magic city tipping them

First off congratulations on the win

Soaked smelly t-shirt, let my heart do a spin.