This is a song about "I ll chop him"

Not for a cop, hit the slot, pop and chop, i smoke alot

Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot

And sometimes i still want to threaten him

But im a well of inspiration

I promise you pain, i will chop your body in threes

And we done shed so many tearslost many peers no memories

Better know my name i,ll be hot in the game/

Playing field ain't levelling the lane

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

I met zylo, now i'm rappin wit him.

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

I met zylo, now i'm rappin wit him.

I am my inspiration

And i hope you told him

I was gonna write you a poem today

I think now i ll stop and call it a day..