This is a song about "Fox"

Let your hits echo like a fox-trot, tell them to count the steps

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

So i grab my megan fox pussy simulator

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

On my fox flow, ring a ding ling ling

There'd still be niggas out killing

Ill be shaken it up like michael jay fox

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

On the top, was my pops, my momma screamin stop

Hungry hunters gaming fox, bruce banner flavored pot

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

Including fox hill and 27th street

She walks with the fox saying ting ting, tang tang

Wanted to go skate, can't, now my day is borin', damn