This is a song about "Shut tha fucka"

So fucka get out there with some makings to show

They all need attention, they call me a g though

I'm in the courtroom, screaming 'who dat?' on the devil

Gotta mental attribute that i'm tha differential

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

Cause i'm tha leader and the speaker.

Like hey fucka, im the fuckin king

See i'm fronting, get your food, keep on running

Sublime player of hearts to tha beat

But hey yo look, money from across the street

My flow's insane you feel tha pain

Straight shots don’t toast champagne

Bitch-made since 6th grade, he need his rope cut

Alarm clock ringing, eyelids glued shut