This is a song about "Ikra safa and manisha"

And kill yourself and your clique

Indubitably i'm too street

Or closed casket for our troubles

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Plottin' don’t even worry

Living young and wild and free

Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

I'm just taking names, then i'm kickin' ass

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

I'm a gentlemen women tell me my wisdom is different

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

I had beautiful words but girls never listened

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

We must, be the flyest of southerner men

And get it again and again