This is a song about "Grandad resp fmts 3 sfro 1"

Via niggas rep spreading speeches through the city

1 2 3, y'all want to fuck with me

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

1 shot, 1 shot, 1 shot - you have to take it

Pack a bad bitch then i pass it to my nigga meek

3 deaths..in 1 summer goin days without noooo sleep.......

Push the cellar ceiling up and make the tower tip

'cause 3 individuals suddenly disappeared

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

Hip hop don't need wizards its the 1-0-1% truth

Cause youse a down ass bitch, and i ain't mad at cha

So we here to the blow the candle out, 1, 2, 3, ha,