This is a song about "Punk bitch"

I swear i put this shit down without a gimmick or lie

You're just some ghetto punk, but me, i'm a dope guy.

Fuckin punk you aint a leader what nobody followed you

Ay when we first met you was too tense for me to get through

Nigga, so high, i gotta modify my schedule

The fuck is up, nothing punk, you think that fucking you're cool

Fake punk, talkin all that shit, you ain't rough

Hitting amputees in the knees, jesus

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

Or just a punk but that fucking shit gets my adrenalin pumped.

You get the picture? i hope not cause i'm no punk

Don’t i talk nasty, she don’t know my government

This just ain't no song shit, do this for my city joe

Sorry punk you just met raps first youthful maestro,

Fuck you if you feelin' different

He was acting like a hardcore punk