This is a song about "Fuck wit dre day"

Get a little smart, want to change yo tops

Fuck wit lil b heres a molotov

All my niggas rolling, and we bout that gun play

While i'm running away screaming fuck you have a nice day.

The words i place on the page each day will stay wit me above the ground kid

And nearly choked when he'd tell me not to smokedaaamn, don't get me started

He made his username after what i am on the mic, complete "terra!"

Just keep trying to fuck wit my paper but bitches is scheming and so are ya

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

Dont ever fuck wit the gang, i got a shoota , an a rider and a p.i.c

They vaguely decipher my language

You fuck around wit a real savage

My fist will meet your face, beatin meat in her face, dont fuck wit people

Get a whole lot of you-know and she bald like an eagle