This is a song about "Riley is a punk"

An watch you cry trying to find the ways to try running away punk

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

And i ain’t gotta say i’m fly, this g5 with the crew

Wantin' to jump dude, but let that nigga punk you

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

And eat him alive i'm a c.m punk

He's a punk , he copies my lines when the beat drops,

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

My two nines go biya biya when i shoot 'emkorean motherfuckers was crooked

I'm tired of being a stale white punk ass kid, that raps about poppin off the pill lid,

Walter payton mercedez, sweetness in every ride

I suffocated the little motherfucking punk last night.

Put it all on the table, do it like a menu

Fuckin punk you aint a leader what nobody followed you

Self-awarding, negligence of the less important

But he was probably from your crew, you fuckin punk