This is a song about "Smashing nangs"

I'm smashing and slashing your face. what the fuck are you up to?

I hope you see that i'm sincere, and even if you

Smashing glass pas' you fag and breaking bottles

Maybe i'm on lust well you deserve love

But back to you,i thought i was clear when i was smashing you

Might be leaving with me before the night is through

Smashing you with wicked rhymes till' i collapse/

In my own class, bitch i got them cold raps

Of smashing brains in, my fucking pen and pad was anxious

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

I'm challenger smashing, fracturing your amateur stature

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands

Smashing stereos and emcees, just bringing the facts/

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

Smashing stereos and emcees, just bringing the facts/