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

And you can check my stats cuz worldwide they attesting to that

This the realest pain shit, dames and manes with discerning taste hit

And cop some heaping gratitude before i hit you in your shit

Eyes wide, ears open like you on a doctor's visit

My underhand hit makes you rant shit "mistake"

Do you think i'm out of my mind with this tape

So gon' and be my dealer baby

With a fronted silent g.

Don't be surprised. if i hit you with a sack of rice

You worthless kid. nigga don't deserve to live

Kill me with a chainsaw, and let my balls dangle

I'm gonna hit you with that thunder like seattle,

My niggas clownbring a pound

Hit you with the knockout

God wouldnt save you cause his name start with a g

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably