This is a song about "Ill knock you out bitch"

After your hoes leave the jets' hangout

Repping that west with knock out

Code red, which means you go red

Knock em out till they're brain dead

Before i knock your ass right out boy

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

And yung jay too, bitch stop biting, 'cuz i'm calling you out,

It's things to know about when you got dough and clout

If you dont listen ill put it out on your head.

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet

Cause you can't knock the hustle

I'm like roots, you a new shovel

Bitch ill fuck you up; call your body guards.

All on the furniture with no regards

If you dont listen ill put it out on your head.

They two now, and haven’t seen their godfather yet