This is a song about "Fuck you we re cool you re not"

The fuck is up, nothing punk, you think that fucking you're cool

Bust that pussy open, turn that sofa to a fuckin pool

So i just pray and hope god, take a light to myself

That's re-creating pac and biggie, leonardo himself,

Pouring liquor for my niggas that was killed, send em back

Dissed you thinking it was cool, not just cuz i was mad

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

If this was c.o.d, ill shoot your ass every time you re-spawn

Gotta re-route over this hump,

Knees dug deep into the pavement

Get off a key like i can’t sing

I call that top tier re-positioning

Mathematic deconstruction systematic re-destruction yep, we back at it

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

Candy niggaz re-see's we see ur peanut butter

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her