This is a song about "Smack"

And losin all his money

Smack you bitch that’s your fee

Now i'm lay the smack down, no wrestling

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

Smack a bong, rip the gong

We at the top where we belong

Dependence to dissect tracks, smack harder than bats

87, brick fare, yeah, i’m talking thirty racks

Now the server boots up when it gets a smack

Like you threw something to me-so i threw em back

Sun up to sun down

Smack down and i got the crown

Gods words all cursed like crackshai-tan's way of gettin us back

Back onto the track, these punks always would talk smack

Smack ya with a mannequin, smack ya with your aspirin

See, mel made a couple milli sellin’ jesus passion