This is a song about "Spaghetti and meatvalls"

Vodka and soda, pineapple and patron

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

Grab the scissors and saws and

Put the purp in the blunt

Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

Social conditioning and

Cause 2012 might not be a fucking legend

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

It's so hard for civilians, thank god you with a boss

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class