This is a song about "Snapz fuck bitches love no thot why u mad im sorry for the weight cooking in the kitchen im on the block"

It was just the four of us uptown corners

Sitting in the room, on the phone, cooking up orders

Im killin you with rhymes fuck the weapons no need for smith and wesson,

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

Hi kids, u called for my name? fuck that, im here now don't even try why, why

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die

And i don't make no bed rock

Im the new kid on the block

My whole family was concerned of the music i had learned

After im done sorry hun gotta go run, now im in one with the world

Do i bring discomfert to you're upper middle class starbucks dicks

Fuck a vibe award,no mtv or all the above im in it for the origins