This is a song about "Smash n grab"

Nigga, this how it sound if a truck could rap

Bejay is back to smash another wack

"ey, mom grab the hatchet"

A cold beast, nigga i'm the shit

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

My lone genius'll smash your raps to pieces/

So i, i stack paper and keep it ghetto

And we type of niggas that'll smash and pass a hoe

9 months while holding in life

Hide yo' wife, grab a knife,

But i let off everything i have

Like bruce lee said,give your whack rhymes a smash

Give this flagrant bitch a fitting rhinoplasty n' smash his face until he "nose" why

In case i don't get intell all my people i'm a ridahnobody cries when we die