This is a song about "Owning it"

The master of this rap shit

I'll grasp it then i'll smash it.

Ripping it, spitting some venom up in it

This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute

I felt a tear roll down my facethat was daddy's bullet

Y'all could never admit it, forget it, spit it, i writ it,

And you call this shit rape but i think that rape's fun

Whatcha gonna go be, known for owning a benjamin?

In the midst of a fire pit

Hear it, endear it, believe it.

Bong, vaporizer, in the sack now

Check it in, do it anyhow

Yes we bout it bout it/

Now you got me hopped up on that

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

If you want it i got it