This is a song about "Splitting lips cracking skulls"

Cracking throat,scrambling papers,to capture the fame,tracking my veins,

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes

I wanted to come back on my own, start cracking g's,

Give it back with a sensitive mouth and some hard knees

Myself as a prominent figure

Splitting swisher's on the porch with my sister

22. splitting simple divisions,

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

Lady at the frank stand will

Your sexy lips so gentle

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

The snitch is laughing cracking jokes like a comedian staging,

Puts the pieces of decomposing bodies in plastic

Splitting and drilling the heads of demons, i ain't satanic/

And the money that my momma spent on rent and clothes

Splitting wig and isotopes, people pinned in slave boats