This is a song about "Hoppin on yo mamam"

//yo motherfuckers y'all been sleeping on lucifer....

In conjunction with the pressure that we're under

Zonin on these emotions yo flow is my main component

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

My fist cracked on impact yo,

I ain't tryna brag though

I’m the king of rock

Yo, i'm sitting on the top

Hey yo im cashin in on these haters

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Chilldren hold on to yo teddy

Yo girl was all on me

What them tippers don't see

And i ain't trying to land

Ill put yo bitch on blast