This is a song about "Punch a cunts out"

I need to search your page for a fucking punch line

So the mind they mine don't coincide with mine

Here's a hook cuz i don't need a punch line

Go inside the mind, you will find the mine

Blinded by all these street lights, up late, can't sleep nights

I feel at home in a land mind, blow up punch lines

Party with bitches that throw parties too much

Eat rappers, then drink beats like a fruit punch

So they just keep going, saying nigga in his face

I could change pace, with a punch sweepin this place,

Ay you. watch out for my lyrical punch

You so f-full of your-s-self that you just sit and judge

Bass drop, low end is a gut punch

Head for breakfast, fuck for lunch

When he see the jugs he will wanna rush to get a quick touch

Packing pleasant feelings cause my sandwich packs a punch