This is a song about "Insulting your oppenent"

That's gettin' oldplus with tha drama

Leave your running to your mamma,

Your gonna gratify

Dump that bitch in the sly

Bun b, i’m underground king

Unless your disappearing

But benny and 420 you need just to know that insulting me without being wrong,

In fly modei'm a homicidal outlawand five-o, get your lights on, fight long

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

Your eyes it's my paradise, your

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

Your lyres are cheat so hold your pen open your book-let

You bitches get a lot of spots on your ass

Of your image, your touch, your laugh