This is a song about "Shmusy and bzaeds macabia tel aviv game with bull"

Sick of these "rappers" that don't matter, just bastards with no game

Before i get to t.i.a. i'm sure to make her rain

Well that's quite true, bust-a-move, head game lovable

Shut up and don't take the bull from yourself, too gullible

Cutting the bull like me and the blade double teaming the ox

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

And destroy any fuck boy who been pumpin the game with estrogen/

My game is vicious and cruel

As i light one for ill will

I done with your out the game,

Parking lot of the blue flame

No longer with the bull shit , ill react with no regret.

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

Then to be in my face asking for a rose cup

In your mouth everyday and tel me you remember what