This is a song about "Snap back and nikes"

Attack a reverend, snap his neck and send that faggot back to heaven

If you ain't talkin' dollars then i don't see where you comin' from

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

You a pimple on the back of rap, with snap backs stacked like the gats i pack

They keep trying to hold me back but i snap their hands off

My self esteem was like me, tall and full of flaws

Watch a nigga snap back, dead in the streets

My bitch a lady but a freak up in the sheets

I suggest you stay away from the factory

Slap a faggot rapper in a snap back this battery

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

You living in your dreams, it's time to snap back to the reality

Maybe ill snap back with a packed mac and let the lead bust

Some niggas sayin’ bullsh-t but they don’t be important

I didn't take my fucking ritalin, this is a hype track

Now loose the caps and make your mind distorted in a snap