This is a song about "Lawyer ta"

Shit comin now, and shit, i'm goin ta hell

And bad bitches give me head and tell

But i don’t knock you i just blame it on your old head, rats

Ra ta tat tat sending shots at these rappers back packs

Fo ta lova rap, i always loved rap,

The real muscle in the message of that

Doin' it fo' the stack, hol'up i need ta reload

Hi my name is bob and i work at my job

God damn justin, now did ya really have ta-

Is written in our souls, africa

I ain't mad at cha

And nobody wants ta