This is a song about "Slap the shit out of you"

My parents went away on a week's vacation and

Throwin' out the shit that you cannot disrupt.

So don't sit there and wait, write the shit out of your pen, and levitate...

Cause by then it's just too late, there's so much we can take

Haters must be starving nowadays i make california vietnam

For every time they see you in the hallway and they slap your palm,

And you all will respect that

Bitch slap you till you snap

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

The people that you mug, you know they're fresh out of cash,

I don't care what it did to them

Shit its out of the question

I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed

Grillin shit out of the fridge and we don't know how old,

That jump out yo seat and slap your mother shit

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that