This is a song about "Smack heads"

Blurting text with versing jests perplexing suburban heads

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

My mic's like a samuri its sliced heads,

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Do nothing but smack you back

This is why her nigga mad

I'm an eskimo, nigga, i got cold bars

Black sneakers. black tops. talking smack while the smack drops

Here my dick go smack smack

And daddy's in the cadillac

Wouldnt smack a woman but id smack a bitch

A few niggas talk but they do without knowledge

This shit's smack who you kiddin'?

Well wishes to my opposition

I daydream all the time about severing heads

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next