This is a song about "Rock bottom caps"

Go take the "p" out, put a "w", you'll see what i got

At the top, rock bottom and they still dont stop

But i know that there is a rock bottom,

My talent should take me places i've never been

Dope sneakers and dope speakers for fly cats

I can only make you lose your caps

It ain't where i been

Once they reach rock bottom

That’s rock bottom, when life makes you mad enough to kill,

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

Tongue's packed with some lyrics that'll shoot off caps

I got problems, so fuck it, i’ve just hit rock bottom

Two dyke bitches while i'm filmin' them picnic, yum

Drink a fifth of hennessy and then take another fade

I could be busting caps instead, go celebrate!