This is a song about "I m chopping people into piece s"

I reach for my piece and bullets flew

Lay down, relax, climax, let me bite you

At the park i bump into people tryin to make mad,

And goin' half on a motherfuckin' hundred sack

And i ain't spend a minute up in the streets

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

Streets bad, tyga ill, drake magic

This flow so slow, i`m so slick,

Rationing the amount of trust i put into people

Cover the building in green my nigga: fred segal

A lot of niggas in my position don’t know as much

I"m a savage as i ravage, with unstoppable damage.