This is a song about "Starting a rap buisness"

Peace and quiet to all the motherfuckers starting riots when im calling a truce

It's bedtime night night, im never phased i will have your style on the six o clock news

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

I'm starting war cos your raps are a bore your crap when you do a chore

I can tell that you starting to sweat, so ill smoke you out so your no more than a rap cadet,

And if yo blood wasn't runnin through my veins i would prolly cut yall off ... too ! yep

I think i'm starting to get tired, let me wake up dink a couple energy drinks and get wired

Fuck around and get tossed up, by the fuckin outlawzbefore i leave, make sure everybody heard

You know...you know who you are

Starting to stink bury her,

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

People give a bad fuckin' rap to old-school southern rap,

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

I feel like im starting to fade, feelin like this shit might be a little delayed.

To slaughter a house, cappin peels, starting from the backyard

I ain't a drinker, i'm a thinker, call it what you want