This is a song about "Nigga on blast"

Make nigga turn his rage on

Full of shit, like i ate that john

Walking down the street i got jays on my feet nigga

And we better than all these mutha fuckas up in this era

I'm trying to get you hot and wet you know jacuzzi that shit

Jump up in the whip then, turn it on, and blast the music,

I'm worldwide i'm certified, pop a bottle my cali dime

If a nigga come up on a nigga with the nine,

I'm the nigga on the back street

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

Nigga i'm a beast on the porch

At the pawn shop, tryna sell this baume watch

I'ma put their ass on blast when they treated my mom like trash

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

And i know - there'll never be peace

Nigga please ill have you on your knees