This is a song about "Kid mode"

Well..now imma go into the fight back mode

And i be drinking all the brown straight, no coke

Chop his balls off and use his skin to make a baby coat

The realizations of a brain in panic mode

Yeah, y’all better watch it, mayne, right here we lock and load

Im just waitin to explode and move to the next mode

Need a clear mind cause i been blind, got me goin' down that road

And i was constantly told to be in a kind of mode,

A couple pair of lips, i'm smoochin' on ya panty line

Call kobe in c-mode bitch i got hang time, aint no time

And in beef you'll agree with it too, leavin' the streets beast mode

Fuck "grey's anatomy" i'm getting sasha grey throat