This is a song about "Make fun of him"

Gucci & nike, that’s what i call an option

Never underestimate make faces or step to him

'til the thrill of killing animals was no longer fun.

They down to do it all, i call 'em us open

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

But im never sick of him

Until then, my feet planted on the ground, shadowboxing my conscience

Kids use to make fun of my pointy ass ears, so i started chuggin beers,

And i cum so much i make fun of niagara

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

I let you know you dealing with dogs

We made fun out of our jazz talks

Im not afraid to kill cops or make fun of fags

Cause he tried to educate and liberate all blacks

I mean i'm a kid i make some jokes just to have fun

You just working with the scraps you was given