This is a song about "Erica booth"

Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, grey goose

You asshole rappers spittin shit in the booth

Ya so fine i got to give it to you

Lets go in the booth, and see who hits who

Play zeus, homeboy, get a replaced tooth

Nigga, you ain't ill in the booth

With a dumb fuck flexin but he won't leave his booth

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

So when i spit you hear it out the booth

'cuz y'all don't understand i will not lose

I'm only speaking truths, when i'm, up in the booth

Niggas mostly assume, niggas make up they news

So i phase out all the walking and i drop it in the booth.

See it's effortless, these niggas can't step up in my shoes

Ruunin round killin shit in the (in the) booth

Dark side of town, baby mama blues