This is a song about "Sic balls vape sin on your chin pop fresh funk"

Oh-kay, here's the situation

My dad ain't have no hair on his chin

And take a nap till tomorrow, face down, on my chin

My talent should take me places i've never been

Hmmm where should i begin

See this scar on my chin?

Cos the gangstas on the block go pop pop pop pop

Red riding is getting some of this wolfly odder cock

Life has put her to the test

Pop a bullet in your chest,

I'll bust you in your jaw and then i'll kick you in yo chin.

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

And yet you walk with your chin up and no frown

My bitch is the type of bitch that's gonna hold me down

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk

This funky rhythm fits so snug, dynamic funk boomin from your trunk