This is a song about "Hit em with a chu chu"

I'll "hit 'em up" and "ether" niggas, feel the wrath of a menace,

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Your ego's whack man/ i'll hit you with a deebo backhand

Slowly my ritalin is kickin' in and jesus left hand

Five-star dishes, food for thought bitches

Syllables, skill-a-holic (kill 'em all with)

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

Syllables, skill-a-holic (kill 'em all with)

The 40 if i cop bottles, we can't believe you

I be fly and a slick ass too, come at! what chu gon' do?

You reflect in this heart of mine

Test me hit you with a deadly crime

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

When rappers try and burn me i hit 'em with the coldest shots,