This is a song about "Jaden smith"

So tell me i ain't shit, go and embellish it a bit

As god as my witness, this will smith spit real shit

Ya weed quiet, you broke, y’all eaten lean pockets

Will smith is the nigga, but what the fuck is up with those kids

I like it cause she a ten, but she say i'm the one

My fists are weapons, don't need the smith and wesson,

Nerds are testing, hit 'em when i switch to smith and wesson,

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun

Which is the root of all negative

Fifty grand in my pants like ivy smith

You know i got that soul like i'm bessie smith.

Y’all rambling, talking shit to these bitches

Call me hannibal smith, but you are trying to save this disgraced face.

One more thing, i hope you understand your impact on our race

If guns is for pussies i'd still pull out that smith and wesson

There has to be a place better than this, in heaven