This is a song about "I tackle"

Believe me i'mma be your god

Boy i think i i hit the jackpot

I pack a lip, smack a bitch, tackle her and crack her ribs

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

I'll tackle fuckin' fans on stage, i spread lyrical cancer plagues,

When love comes callin', don’t look back

And i thought i was black

Everyday i hate, i loath,

You feel it from your head to your toes

She leave her hair on the floor

I know more yeah i adore