This is a song about "Scat attack"

Bitch i got that fucking swag, you don't know my fucking dad

Lpog's on the attack, and just know that we attack

While reading it i got a heart attack

And i got that bait, they all bad

We gonna ball all year, nigga know that

You aint ready for my raps so just scat

I'm throwing them rocks back, with the fury of bullets

Scat porn with corny lines consistency of grits

Feel my wrath of attack

You know, work that

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track

Address the press by startin a attack

A good head on her shoulders, i need to feel that

You said u were gonna laugh at my asama attack?

Because of your judgmental attack

But we’ve been going through this thang since way back