This is a song about "Rip grandad"

We come through throbbing like thunder storms

And rip out your vocal cords,

Or let the mob handle that

Imma rip u apart bit by bit,

Rip, leavin it open until i bust again

Ain’t seen ya since the 12th grade, even back then

I'm after you bringing traffic through

Fuck you man,i'm gonna rip you,

I say i’m wrong, you say come again

Look at these rappers how i rip em/

I'm gonna rip you even you're strangers

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

Don't cross me, cause my friend, i'm no jesus

I just wanna rip him into small pieces

I'll rip it up inside yo pad mayne

Niggas taking shots, don’t know how to aim