This is a song about "Rip it"

Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot

It didn't help a bit, grab a razor let it rip

But i can rip it any style you want,you just acting wild lil punk

I'm a gentlemen women tell me my wisdom is different

Slit arms from the pits, leave a bit attached so i can tear to hear it rip

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

Watch me blow like i exhale i excel in this rap shit

And i'll fuckin rip you up until you're minced parts, fuck it

I do not maintain the peace i rip it and tear it,

I'm fuckin' paramount, i hope they understand that

I've be stressin in the spotlight, i want the fame

Spit it sick and rip it up, don't need your dang chain,

And the dirty ladera, i can't forget where i came from

Steal your sabre-sword, rip a few chords & call it an album/