This is a song about "Hack you"

They would spit it raw, hack it up like they saved up phlegm,

You in the basement, i'm on the roof again

And hack your wack ass in 3 imagine me

I'm leaving you for the last time, baby

I'm bout to put the battle in hack,

Like my old prom suit that i wore with the tag

If sam rosen never rolled and malcom never spoke

I'll jump from a slant angle with hatchets and hack at your throat

Nobody cares about you except you

It's jungle when the niggas in zoo

Another snack to hack, i'll put it on the body stack,

Soon as i turn the bottle more liquor spillin' back

Spin back/ swallow a tic-tac/ for the good breath/ fv is back/ but this ain't no hack/

We ain't having ittime to tear this shit back, ghetto children kick back

Lying to the children when she know you ain't the dad

Another snack to hack, i'll put it on the body stack,