This is a song about "I fuck your bitch right in the ass"

Now that'll give you the scares cause i broke your ass in three different locations,

Ya can't stand it when someone talks shit about ya marijuana hits.

Before i knock your ass right out boy

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

And these artists don't need me they already rich

I treat you like september and i'll make your ass fall bitch

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

While yo bitch ass caught up in the bar

Bullet in your ass! my fur is bulletproof, you lose when i tell the truth, through

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

Grown man shit tonight no romance shit and you should make this bedroom like monday night at magic

Firing gunshots towards your ass, 9mm in my right hand grasping the handle like its my dick,

Or fuck my enemies bitch, acting bad and getting rich

The opposite of sympathy fuck you and all your problems bitch

I fucked you up, straight in the ass!

See her man face-to-face through the glass