This is a song about "Putting a nigga in his place"

Cus a nigga don't always get to grow up in the place i did

Since nautica was popular than popular for good

Naming his account eminem, putting a photo of shady

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Im a nigga wit a couple magic tricks up his sleeve

I swear my peoples keep a strapped like pinky in the movies

Left my home alone, you can call me macaulay bitch

Still putting you and all the other rappers in a sandwich/

Place a bullet right up in his side

Got bitches on mollies, they rollin' all night

Before these motherfuckers see me sufferinbut it ain't nothin

By the way, hotel room number 218, yup that's the place i fucked his mum in

Talk about stabbing me and putting my family in a coffin,

And i be feeling like hova when y'all was sleeping on him