This is a song about "Lash"

Me and my nigga wale let them suckas pass

You get whip lash from the sounds of my rhymes that i flash.

That match used to be a lash,

Right cash, pretty girls nice ass

Nickel bag full of sess weed laced with hash

Spitting on top a bitch he used to bash and lash

Niggas can't see mei dedicate this to you punk motherfuckers!this one's for you, big baby

That i whinge and moan and lash out like i'm afraid you're gonna call me a fake slim shady

I’m so fly i don’t even got wings

Im known to fight n lash and throw stings

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

Guns and ammo hidden for when i wanna lash back at the staff

Holla at ya boy young roy’s in the kill shit

Smash, crash, crack, bash, lash, dash, lunge, punch, kick, hit

Malcolm x: get yo hand out my pocket

Smash, crash, crack, bash, lash, dash, lunge, punch, kick, hit