This is a song about "Remove kebab"

Come and test i'll remove what's inside that chest,

Carol city or was it the west

Yet never let a lot or a few remove what you believe to be beautiful

Hustlin in our hoods , slanging nothing but the goods / street to street you will

Remove the organs from their carcass and sell em on the markets.

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

I can always go home and look down my street

Remove the gravity from your feet

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

If you reply with hostility i will remove it expeditiously

Remove their hands, they got none

And you can tell everyone

And lets bet i kno where you at and i cant remove you

I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

On my shirt now i gotta do work to remove dirt