This is a song about "Ight"

Shit, i forgot malcolm, ight, em, malcolm, then me

Why don't you just get a little taste baby

Ight so here we go, imma roll up slow,

Jim chose to give his work to smash in dough

Ight, im done with disses, back to bitches

Ask her address she holla saks fifth

Ight rap "king" ur bout to be demoted ta jester

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

Im gonna make this quick dick ight you sick prick imma hit you with a stick

She wanna make a movie/ ight hold up/ lemme get my best side

I leave a hater like he lost a watermelon fight