This is a song about "Nuckle duster"

A big fuck you to the narcs/ chillin with the ese's , smokin doddie and

Dangerously vicious mentally retarded when im swinging kickin the dust,

O.f. is the coldest thing, and i'm the fuckin' general

He's nonreligious so niggas consider him a devil

Smokin' weed like it ain't no thing, so even kids

Fix a dish of rapper's dicks, most of y'all are gimmicks,

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Is that okay? i make one sweet day look like one of oj's duds

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

Now i watch tinkerbell strip, sniff fairy dust

My brothers need some clothes and shoes

My time with their half-witted reviews

Some people take the pain away with liquor or smoking dust,

Niggas get down for the moment, they ain't for movement

So gonna cry yourself home with your little dolly

Sitting on the couch, that was my uncle bobby