This is a song about "Matts whipped"

And things seem to conflict

Or ya can just stay whipped

Whipped out his phone and let a roar

So tell me why are we at war

Haha that hoe got ya ass whipped.

I ain’t saying that i’m finished

She looks better than beyonce, alicia keys

Dicks whipped out of our kecs, watch the crowd retreat and freeze,

And no matter what they do, there will never be another you

They whipped 'til they ripped his skin and almost had him torn in two

No benefits still a nigga never hissy fit

Whipped that shit out, and ain't no doubt about it

Pistol whipped to brain bits running around pavement

You be chickens like smokey tripping off angel dust

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

Like a fucking pussy whipped bitch, who just seemed like he needed