This is a song about "Plucking dingleberries out of your asshole"

Open and take your heart out of your chest

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth

Killin' ya out of your speakers.

Waiting for something good to finally come out of your mouth

We in the field building muscle while you watch the house

Thing you've ever heard when you got out of your nest,

Why would i worry? i am forever blessed

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Get out of your apartments, mt is now nonresidential

No religion i was getting saved by the glock nine

Get out of my face, you have your own space stay out of mine

Smoking haze all over town like it's allowed

Punched the shit out of your consciousness, your light's out

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

I made your rep shrink like it's made out of 100% cotton!