This is a song about "Hit em with that leatherface"

To the homestead suites to drink liquor

You hit em, and you say that theyre too bitter

Then put it into sex drive

Hit em with the bomb rhymes

We hit em that hard we took down their whole team

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

Generator flow i shock em with that raw power

Look it something they can't ever see

I hit him with that pedigree

Couple of foreign cars that i ride, no top

Dont compare urself with em... u aint got that mod!

You think that weed'll solve em

Then lost my faith again