This is a song about "Go out like scouse troops"

Man quit rapping get out this site, go proclaim loud like a little kid who wants

I don't think it is there fault they are all mislead, i evoke fear in there hearts

So you can ask black thought if i know my roots

The holy war, the spiritual troops

I'll go horrorcore on you and rip your guts out

I like my women soft-spoken but the weed loud

Fuck ya now i can go all out

In the back seat and it's getting quite loud

If only we could go out

Put a g spot on a 8 cloud

February cold as my heart

Go hard or out my yard

I'm gonna go out with a bang

Cause u know that this my jam

If this battle was a brawl i'd go to the liver like you ordered take out

God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd