This is a song about "Gimme dat shit"

Crucify anyone who don't gimme top billing

You look sweet enough to make a nigga need a filling

Benny trip firin from the hip, you gimme lip ill make you eat my shit

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Catch you up on places i've been

Tell dat bitch she fuckin wallin

But dat shit aint true, i love a rainy day.

104, that mlk, know i gotta be landover out the way

Just gimme a lil' consideration for this occasion

But everybody is a g with the weed in them

7-2 virgins? nah gimme 20 sluts/

Shout out my nigga miles

Bitch, am on dat cocaine

Then lost her faith again

Liu kang the way i kick it, bumping wu tang

He's all expensive like dat nylon