This is a song about "I go rapid"

Rapping rapid fire with unlimited ammunition

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

But when theres emotions i gotta let go…

Niggas buy ringers can't pay their bill though

So i guess i got to go

Now them broads gon' follow

All i hear is "whered he go"

People love hodgy i hate you though

I don't got no time to call, hope that you ain't mad though

Do i let it go, damn shoulda let it go,

I'm seeing things that's being mean making me sick

I spit rapid fire like a roman candle stick

Just let it chill joe

So i guess i got to go

Rapping rapid fire with unlimited ammunition

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin