This is a song about "Rip mitch"

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

I just wanna rip him into small pieces

I'll take your pride and rip it wide

Not only had the fiend died

Smack a bong, rip the gong

Smoking 100 dollar worth of strong

Just cause you change what you pitching, don’t make the difference

Shit, i watched you rise up and rip bitches to bits

Now this shit is turning to a habit

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

As i rip you apart with perfect precision

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

Now ill rip myself on these beats

Haters eyes gettin' wide like bench seats