This is a song about "Richards nan"

Rat n im arrested, snitch yull receive a disease fucked n grieve hiv rubber please?

No matter how low you go you're not lowlyand i, hear that you made a few enemies

Waiting for me to fuck up

And maybe i am but

Fucking your mother 'n' sister with a banana in a rubber

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Wolf gang be on that wrist split splatter

We'll spit as hard as any male rapper.

I rap to myself in my head waiting for second period to arrive

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

People give a bad fuckin' rap to old-school southern rap,

But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track

Waiting only for the occasion

Mic crazytyga man, i'm part asian