This is a song about "F k rejection"

Cause the sound lasts longer, bass drummer song

Cuz you f-frontin and f-fakin its just plain wrong

Nigga ain't nothing sweet like a kool aid pack

Icy k is back, on a verbal attack.

Letters are rambunctious made from f~leece,

I'm why baby mamas leave

But i just can't stand how f***** up the whole world is

I'mma stay a whilehold ya head chris

It's no longer a new jack city

Or, if you prefer, d n k r o z

Wake up and sniff a line of kat i've had my special k,

As you sit and pray, hoping the beatings'll go away

In police k-9 units, barking mad, 'till they see i'm ill,

Or smoke some purp take a percocet and xanax and chill