This is a song about "Mafia type"

On some mafia shit but i ain't fucking with that gang life

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

I'm not the type of interviews

Got a electrical eel type spit

Cause now you got me hopped up on that

This shit is a different type of warfare

She tried to call home mom dukes ain't care

U feel sum type of way,

But i dont never play

Rewrite it then, type it with my dick

But it seems like a scene outta flick

Huh, i can't interpret her

Your the type to act like a rapper,

When they here today what you say to them

The type of shit that causes mass confusion