This is a song about "Punani gibbs"

I put the nigga in his casket

New world order i dont support it

But it was africa the continent we all came from

We dont die, starin down the barrel of a smith & wesson

You know who him, slim, before mims i been hot

Ciroc cock got me shootin' up on a hot block

I drop rhymes and lines till the prop is considered systematic

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

Thats my belief, and imma stick wit it like my semen when i hit it on the bitches

Ill teach smith and wesson a lesson like freshmen with the lyrical bullets im blessed with

And me? i'm fresh prince, i'm will smith to the hood.

This information is vital, look

Ain't nothin funny, fuck a joke

Of support i can load,

Kid ridin’ solo, beaten' the block!

Uh, you gotta get in line, hop