This is a song about "I aint smart but i can pop a cap in tpur ass"

Smart asses, kiss a smarter ass then

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

Kill everybodythey each got a city to pick to make it our part

I was rappin so loud, i forgot my last verse, i guess a rehearse would've been smart,

I can sense the end aint gunna be a sweet one

All up in her backspace like a delete button

I'm so intact so i stay sharp

Thought i was fucking smart

Brave like brave heart drugs but stay smart pop some sweet tarts

You know how jay-z said he wasn't going for the charts

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

If i had a burner i'd pop that ass off and spit it

From what i read, i can tell you ain't that smart dawg shut it

Rape her and record it, then edit it with more shit

High as fuck, no vinny chase, i just need my henny straight

But you can bet i aint about to cooperate