This is a song about "Rip shawn"

Bet your bottom dollar before i'm done

As i rip you apart with perfect precision

So fuck macklemore, his tickets are rip off

Issue your warrant, informant, bitch i’ve been a boss

In private, not public in the streets

Now ill rip myself on these beats

Who knew i could rip these lyrics

Went out and had a church of kids

Fuck you man,i'm gonna rip you,

I'm after you bringing traffic through

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

So i can rip out your voice box,

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket

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

I'm that extreme, so haters complain

I'll rip it up inside yo pad mayne