This is a song about "Fuckin horses"

The day has come, dipset remains the ones

I'm in the mood to battle, so, saddle your horses!

Pacing, racing on this track like horses, nigga, place ya bets,

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

Girl i just love you

Running with no fuckin shoe

Stunt tattle fuckin tea kettle,

Never wrong at any level

And i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

It always fuckin sucks i wanna thank you for the fuckin laughs

I'm just saying, i ain't bitching though

You were my fuckin' hero

I used to sell them things in triangles

Ill break your fuckin ankles

I just got one request, stop breathing

From intense fuckin bleeding