This is a song about "Funky ass beat"

"still chunky, but funky"

Blow up on this society

I ride by bumping shine, i do just that

Of that funky, chunky, smelly green shit.

I will just beat your ass and take my damn throne

You gotta learn how to walk on your own

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

My ass funky like a cab driver in new york city, pass the class,

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class

I beat the wisdom tree troll, let chiller pass but action 52 just sucked ass

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

Cause the more you beat it the more semen created you dumb ass.

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

Livin' off ya dreams like christina uh-milian in the front seat

And i laid some rhymes for you on this funky gangsta beat