This is a song about "Lickety split"

A massacre that is about to occur with justin so split

I felt a tear roll down my facethat was daddy's bullet

You come at me and ill be waiting to fuckin split

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

Now you got me hopped up on that

Leave them like toes in sandals get, split,

Poppa saying momma ain't care about you and would rather split/

When they hate, i never give a whole fuck, or half shit

Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines

Crunch rhymes into web of spun split spines,

Sippy cup full of whip creamed hot chocolate

So i must then get, off the bus then split

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

I split one rapper into a dismal tenth

Sing the highs and lows, remember when i was broke

Out the homes lickety split *poof* like smoke