This is a song about "Ill stomp you out"

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

Or burn a fuse and thats lights out and ill leave that option up to you

Cause even if you get out ill be at the top waiting to make you cry

So you she would hide cause she thought of me as a typical guy

And that they love to see us all go to prison or die

Cause i'ma stomp right through you haters, say goodbye,

Sometimes it ain't what's up, sometimes you play the fool

Ill slap you off the bar stool throw you out of a carpool

So all that shit you niggas kicking we ain't worried about

....its yung cweed in the building...ill maaake a billion then ill cash out,

Trying to fucking stomp on me

Ain’t no doubt that shit is crazy

I ain't a drinker, i'm a thinker, call it what you want

Ill hit you out the park just like im kenny loft.

She better shed a couple tears when she come through

Like a predator, ill murder you