This is a song about "My names pimp knuckles"

He'll be walking with limps / once i've confronted his pimp

Designer shit, though i’m modest, astonishing to be honest

Eatin' all the rappers, got their names on my plate

Wasn’t bustin’ jimmy, i’d be busy gettin’ paid

Pimp nigga's hating on my swag bitch fuck you

And i ain’t gotta say i’m fly, this g5 with the crew

Your names added to my hitlist, rolling the streets like a chemist

Used to clean my rolie chain with alcohol in the sink

And i wont stop rapping til' my names on every station

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

Cause my mission's insane, you couldn't vision the pain

Walking straight in confidence, got my pimp game

He digs a blade in his knuckles which makes for deadly punches

That you can't fit inside a jansport, go to school with this

Who baby momma's a rat, and who got killed last weekend

Call me stick the man of a million eyes i'ma pimp