This is a song about "Hit you with the chop"

Being fly was priority to the lowest

Chop and eat you ,attack you like a locust

But you the last one he hit

The dead society of a poet

The pain don't stop, but my reign don't stop

Now we chop the whole fucking block

You food to me duck up in chop stix with a some chops

If you talk shit, i'll make you cry and tell your big moms

With choppas they chop us try to stop us

And now it's clear as this promise

Stuntin when we out

Hit you with the knockout

Chop you up with my lyrics you fear it, i'm army strong

Baby, you're the inspiration of this precious song

Cause everytime you come around

It'll be two hits, i hit you, you hit the ground,