This is a song about "Nigga teeth"

Snickering and smacking they gums through false teeth

Pressed in timeswe busted like bubbleswith the police

I could use you as a toothpick in my bleak sleek teeth.

I take em out their misery, make it harder to breathe

Its teeth that puncture my hope

I fucking hate this job

Cause there could never be peace

But you lied through your teeth

Then scratch em out my teeth with toothpicks

And the v12, that's on various trips

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys

Cleanly slicing your neck with shark teeth

E-t-i-h, w's, double d's on her knees

Before they missing all their teeth

I’m so fly i don’t even got wings

His teeth are falling out of their sockets,