This is a song about "Google fi"

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why

These rhymes are coming to me like the reception of wi-fi,

Wanna know more? then go & do a google search on it

Put my squad on my back like i'm wearing me a starter jacket

If ya do upset metell the cops to come and get merip the crowd like a phone number

Own shit i bet you can make good music without taking it off of google or other

You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back

You're gonna need to google my words judging by your verses you lack

Direct shit like google maps

Man it’s the killer tracks

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

I bet homies went on google to search the reference i previously made/

Like marines, forever "semper fi", when the temper's high,

Pick my enemies out the crowd, and motherfucker's die

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

Google it if you don't know the meaning of it