This is a song about "Rip to u"

And they say i'm over heads cuz they don't understand... that

U tryin to act hard with these week lyrics u spit,

Would u give me care if i came to u bloody?

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

I rip you toothpicks bout to rock through the ratio

Now i'm laying out at the delano though

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

My verbals rip shit brains give birth to thoughts in triplets

Don’t gotta shop, i ain't paying for shit

Imma rip u apart bit by bit,

I'm about to rip the head off this little fuckin bitch

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge