This is a song about "Punk"

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

He's a punk , he copies my lines when the beat drops,

And eat him alive i'm a c.m punk

With such an ugly picture in it and

Together all the timethought it was true love

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

Dropped out of high school to be a dope head punk

That happen to act like a black president

Fuckin punk you aint a leader what nobody followed you

But is it really cocky if you know that it's true

It's not making sense to you right now but

I hate you punk, in my mind you suck

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

No need for a punk ass nobody music engineers

But, damn you write alot. too bad it's a waste, punk,

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and