This is a song about "Kill ya mom in front of ya"

And i can't even trip, cause i'm just laughin at cha

"give me your girlfriend or i'm gonna kill ya"

Kill in a movie sketch pay up or ya dead

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red

Want the title but im always fighting under card

Of venom to ya feelings and ya visions of heart

Lyrically or physically, step to me, you rest in peace

Ya full of ya self, get ya cock out ya mouth before ya jump in this beef

But all she ever want me to do is unhook her bra

Some of us live in a place where they'll immediately shoot ya,

Maine, bay, the burf baby i'mma book ya' flight

Fuck your girl baby momma and ya mom in the same night

Ay yo you wonder who i are

In front of the pastor

Our history that they stole, africa

Get in it so i gotsa warn ya fore i tore ya