This is a song about "Shark soup"

Banging out niggas with attitude

Want a taste of the lyrical soup,

Drinking thoughts down of drowned novelties creating a shark

But there's a devil in the ghetto tryin to tear it apart

See, i'm second to no one

Go to a soup kitchen

The owner bout to prosecute, the niggas tell her that she's cute

You really liked tomato soup, so i went in to make tomato soup

Black fours red drop head doors

Burnt the soup, call it asher’s broth

See we’ll be cool as long as you just play your part

But, i'm not in this for the cash, no i'm no shark

Head in your soup while im headin to the coupe

All my niggas get together to gather loot