This is a song about "Lil chop"

I promise you pain, i will chop your body in threes

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

Chop and eat you ,attack you like a locust

Chop down your words,harvest you like reaper

I'm on my grind feeble, my music is either

He hit me on aim, i respond, he replies

Ill cut your thtroat, chop your head and pluck out your eyes,

Now we chop the whole fucking block

Try and pull me over, i will not stop

Keep the caliber ready to chop these niggas like freddy

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see