This is a song about "Slumped moses"

I got a gun named moses, i’m in the club wit' it

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

Uh i'm now sicker than- you, where was you when i slumped?/

Seven, what's religion nigga? i am legend

A dopehead with a couple doses, of moses waves so somatic

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit

Sitting here with slumped shoulders

I still got haters

Your careers over, he’s slumped over/

Baby, you know who you are

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

With no warning i'm swarming with uppercuts that'll leave you slumped

I'm tryna feel the vibe of mona lisa, studying art

Leave you slumped im a beast and i tear out your heart

I really fought like moses, going to adjust the sea

And this baby daddy, is new to the family