This is a song about "I ll beat the shit out of your"

Bt i ll bring em back...i swear on the testimony

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

Yo getting sick of your shit, knock it out,

After your hoes leave the jets' hangout

Shit its out of the question

So keep fronting till my peeps come

Pull it out, yo heart, the beat, the start you see, every part of me

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

I never back up like cleo lemon on myself

I beat the fucking shit out of my dad when i was twelve/

So don't sit there and wait, write the shit out of your pen, and levitate...

Of better days when you ain't have to settle for whatever played

I spit bullshit out of the aux in your stereo

Doobies roll your booty ho alexis know the truthy, bro