This is a song about "Martha stewart"

Me and darren scott, we're rapping about our exes.

Fall, bitch, give me everything, i'm taking all this

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

They pull you in and destroy you like manson or prophet jones,

It's going to get to the point where you're stu stu stuttering stuttering

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Scott la rock, mac dre, and jam master jay,

I plan on getting back *censored* the worst way

Jim jones '14, you would think we pick-pocket,

He could own that, shawty, i'mma lease that

Im ravishing like rick, ruder than rudy ray moore,

Busy raising babies and living on tour

That my uncle todd and brother rod went to vancouver

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for