This is a song about "Gonna put a cap in ya bitch"

Spray ya cap away to blasts and spin 'em with my intellect,

Give me a moment bet the time will be the best, best

Throw a couple chuckles at a knuckle head had ya bitch

But what we did was found our niche and made a stitch

It don't matter how many random letters you put in ya name,

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

That ice be onto my neck and wrist

I ain't nut in ya bitch a nigga just pissed

You're very attractive, and notice that

Better put your head down like a stocking cap,

You callin for a truce fuck that i rather attack and put ya throat in my grasp

Even now i keep a frown when i come arounddon't ask me about tha past