This is a song about "I ll whip ya head boy"

Don't talk slick boy ya bones get'em fracture

Yeah, right, get over here faster

Can't control the box, you are no mills lane

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

Young peyton don't huddle, still run my play

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

But i whip out the pad and think

The doctor has arrived just be patient

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

You need money holla at ya boy honey

Been stunting since teen wearing something obscene joe

U ll regret cos i ll give ur ass a nice red glow