This is a song about "Rip papaw"

It's so hard for civilians, thank god you with a boss

So fuck macklemore, his tickets are rip off

Imma rip u apart bit by bit,

So, i’m on some 40 days and night shit

I'm bout to stick the whole game up with no gun

As i rip you apart with perfect precision

I bagged it up, put it on the block and couldn't flip

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

Who knew i could rip these lyrics

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Respectfully rip my conscience rest in peace,

I'm everything that they call nice

I just wanna rip him into small pieces

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love

Up a flower rip it to shreds

And everybody's having sex