This is a song about "Got him with the uppercut nigga"

Beating him over the head with the telephone

Once considered a rogue, i was chilling alone

But they got a nigga bonded up like the 19th century

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

My nigga conrad murray just balled on him

Could you tell me where to go? i need direction

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla

I'll throw on uppercut nigga, at your gut nigga,

I got tired of her letting him get away with the beatings

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

I just watch him, its the only option i've got

Load the glocks they stuntin', we control the block

Amen, they say you only live once

I'm that nigga with the plugs

Stop with all the trynna introduce nigga

A legend have to bow, africa