This is a song about "Grabin the chopper"

Look here mr. kappa don't fuck with me i'll slice you like a banana with this chopper

One bullet to the brain, forgive my sins and alli didn't mean to be a bother

Live in a big house , shit they even own a chopper.

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

Pouring liquor for my niggas that was killed, send em back

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

Plus they wouldn’t let me in the spot with my chopper

We missed you on the charts last week, damn, that's right you wasn't there

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

Chopper bouncing like a bunny jumping with a sugar rush

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

Better acknowledge i'm fienin for that spotlight, cause i'm comin for first, bout to burst,

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,