This is a song about "Ill beat yo ass"

Ha, and the bitches all gone

Say im not then yo ass wrong.

I could spend my whole life tryna get cash

Skitter scammer before i break yo sleek ass...

That you looking like an angel-sent from the heavens, god bless your every angle

Ill tie yo little ass to the pool table and shoot the cube ball to yo adams apple

I'm untouchable, i got it all. i even beat cancer yo.

At times i look in the mirror to boost my fucking ego

Baby you're the one

Get yo ass out the kitchen

They vaguely decipher my language

Step up, ill beat your ass with a god damn crutch

(let the beat ride) yo let the beat ride as recline inside

My uncle doing life, inside prison he wasn't wrapped too tight