This is a song about "Shawty fell in love with a hustler man i took her from a buster niggas keep talkin like they know something i slide on your bitch like she on something don t panic don t panic we just getting started nigga don t panic real niggas getting cake watch the fa"

Too fast when i mangle the fascists that're damn tangled in panic

And a hi-hat made of plastic, nigga's sound is elastic

Hey zach i know like me. i don,t not like you. you need alone now

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

Cause this is how i feel when i ain’t rappin on the mic you bitch

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

Westside, bitch i run mine

The realizations of a brain in panic mode

My bitch on the come-up while your bitch is going broke