This is a song about "Shit cunt without style"

When it comes to spitting that fire

Finally finna find a child's style

Hoping wes snipes make my life a bit different

I'm about to track you down like a bloodhound, cunt

There's real rap without the drug dealing shit,

Yeah see i let my nigga hit that

They just hated my style,

It's real dog, i live in the fire

No shit, he's a gangster on the mic, yea right cunt

Then they'll play with mario brothers when it was duck hunt

I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket

And i be famous with hot flows without saying the same shit

She can only live for the moment

51. don't over dramatize the whole scene cunt!

Got congratulated cause my lyrics and my style

Probably won't last long, you know it's been a while