This is a song about "Ripped"

On, thanksgiving we thankful, just for livin in helldamn homey, i don't mean to be harsh

Feeling ripped off, like ya went to college and majored in professional disc golf

Got pissed off and ripped pamela lee's tits off

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

And shrimp might run and tell the pigs

When i ripped the lyrics

Niggas stay talkin shit fukk that bitch ripped 50 at em

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

Ripped their vocal chords so they had no voice!

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

Took a piece of a ripped paper and a pen and wrote off what was on my mind

Scholars and scientists now conceive that africa is the first place of mankind

Get ripped in three/ for tryin 2 diss me /put ur 2 ''cents'' in get shot like

This my little brother on my mother's side, our father died

Y'all could be the star in my ficky spot light

You got ripped son, from front to back and side to side,