This is a song about "Quit playin"

Yeah, rack, rack city shit

The sins just do not quit.

I'm stuck with that

I ain't playin with this shit

Enforce, i'm elegant and

Quit talking overconfident,

Born a winner and winners don't quit

Or let the mob handle that

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

She got perfect proportions playin em like organs

The heavy hitter who won't quit

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