This is a song about "Ribs"

Kick to the chest, your ribs go crack

? all white but the phantom is all black

Our nation have to bow, africa

Umm made her ribs snap nigga,

I pray that that's me, but i gotta be honest

Breaking ribs, shitting top hits just in case you missed

Tell em they mind clippin i give em like 5 minutes

I brittle your ribs, you the type of guy that fiddles with kids

Middle finger up ready to rip out all ya ribs

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through

Lightens the mood with ribs, never be able to take a bite of you

Straight to your back and ribs conditions hazardous

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

Then i plough my girl, my dick deep in ribs