This is a song about "Insulting jokes"

Constantly making you the butt of all jokes, of your pears,

Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs

Lucifer's back with his mixtapes, dropping fire, y'all waiting folks,

I maybe funny but i'm always taking money, plus i ain't throwing jokes,

To be the man in this wicked land underhanded hits are plannedscams are plotted over grams and rocks

You're boring like bugs bunny, insulting swin3 and benny just to get votes or props

Rack city, rack city she need a shovel

I may hear black jokes but i stay humble,

Dude your jokes are a crime against humanity

So when you come around here don't be acting silly

Big homie hov said i am close

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

Cracking the jokes, laughing, and half are just ghosts,

And them hating ass niggas, we ain’t like those