This is a song about "Leg cramps"

Murder bet i wrote her, kudos to the killer

Chew off my leg and my motherfucker finger,

If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list

Fuck that anderson leg used to be a pimp till that bitch went limp

Spitting till i feel lyrical cramps

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

Should i say the fake leg made out of wood

Damn i’m no good, but damn it’s so good

Eat your eyes, then manage to rip a leg off, a hand or two

Niggas plotting against you, hate you but never tell you

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through

You can feel my dick on your leg five feet beside you,

With one leg left, now i'm hoppin' around crippled

I’m in the club, tryna show ‘em how to stunt