This is a song about "Rampage"

They say this media changed, these verses gettin strange

As i flow shit hard,you cant last the rampage

Ill ravage you with a rampage.

When i pull up in that candy range

Tell ya rampage, know this

But you hate them navel kisses

And nowadays things changeeveryone's ashamed of the youth cause the truth look, strange

Every time i grab the mic i always transform into a rampage

You just another percentage feeling my rampage, i'm slightly a nuisance

Cry, die, tie, then sigh from relief from bottling up too much grief ever since

I would go rampage jackson on him, he went on me

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

Back the fuck up, i'm on a rampage like jackson

I hit your block and we can box for fun

They either compliment me but speaking a rampage some copy me

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy