This is a song about "Smash mouth"

All of these words spewing out my mouth

Hundred racks of hundreds in the stash house

I'm a genius, a mothafuckin pop smash

1st class hermes, panamera, purp pass

Oh, you look like my next victim

Till the lights will smash and go dim,

So, i’m on some 40 days and night shit

Smash, crash, crack, bash, lash, dash, lunge, punch, kick, hit

And the blouses of these bitches always end up in my house

Released aquemini, stankonia, since they opened their mouth,

Smash them like some window glass

You after me, huh? i'm after cash

You cover your pretty mouth

My garage full of cars that bounce

Gay basher cuz i smash ''fags'' thats bad

Twista finna get up on the track