This is a song about "Poisoning pigeons in the park"

This for my people that stressing whenever times is hard

I'm flying big, my rhymes are going out of the park

It ain't hard, swear to god. these niggas ain't real at all

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

Of the big ol' cock, fuck her in the park

I'm so intact so i stay sharp

Emerge from the dark like a shark in a water park.

Want the title but im always fighting under card

By the little camera thing on the fuckin' mac book

Im in the car i'm about to park when this shit jumps on my hood

I want that title but they got me fighting under card

I'm comin' out the south but yo i ain't a redneck trailer park,

I'm feeling like the realest little nigga in this business

Split her carcass, such darkness to me is like a walk in the park, miss

This is a walk in the park

We raiders of the lost ark