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

I wear a hoodie, i get labeled so we just gotta be smart

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

Let em marinate, you forever late

But you can bet i aint about to cooperate

Ain't nobody checking for your garbage

But out in the streets, i aint no bitch

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

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

Pop! pop! i just subtracted a nigga!

My t-shirts are bathing, a bathing gorilla

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

Smart asses, kiss a smarter ass then

It's nonsense i grunt with some smart ass bias

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus