This is a song about "Pica de boi"

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Your down for the count boi here its first kill

Re-directed de-ci-sions

Lil prps like 3 digits

Yeah i know we never got to meet

Ill say it strait up, boi your lines fuckin reek

Gone with out a trace when i deliver coup de grace

And you'll probably lose your mind tryna save face

White boi killing it on my mac miller,

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

And eventho tha tints locced, i'm rollin in de honda/