This is a song about "Got all my ammuntion"

Stuck on stupid all you boyz aint on my level you've been executed my flow got you wounded

Do it like tonyfuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick

My success'll be the death of youlo and behold you sold your soul

All my west indian niggas got me speaking creole

Cherry red dice i’m a gambling man i’m never taking twice

I've got all the plastic ready with my favourite knife

It's not rape if she liked it / she got excited when i slapped her nice tits

Tonic. my nigga jhon got me into black girls now all i'm speaking is ebonics.

Swear i will murk any beat

My guy got all the good weed

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught

And for now all i got is my main bitches in cat squad, i aint no fraud,

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Yo you guys have got my ass hyper with all these cyphers