This is a song about "Ragging on you"

Full of shit, like i ate that john

You already know what i been on

Beating you, go on, tattle

Be the ocean, where i unravel

Murdered you on the flat screen

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

You cant grab on whats on the news

One time for the girls with the right shoes

Shoulda been the one you could rely on

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

My sim card's the bomb

You know what turns me on

Take my anger out on you

And word i blew off herb i grew