This is a song about "Hit you with g shit"

Back wood, the tree i’m ashing out

Hit you with the knockout

And in my mind's eye i see this place, the players go in fast

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

Last time i check, that was the biggest racist party

God wouldnt save you cause his name start with a g

My underhand hit makes you rant shit "mistake"

Yeah i vv'd the stones, dogg, i'm into cake

Your flow sucks with no rhythm, flows hit you, knock ya back,

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack

The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop

They hit you with an electric shock, make your heart stop,

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

You under me what's your color g?