This is a song about "Suprise motha fuka"

But we still gon' need a doctor cause this motha fucka killed it.

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

But i spit so hard i make you motha fuckas lean

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

Shit, come down, its not that much of a suprise son!

I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million

I jumped that motha fucker like he was gonna die

Now everybody put your hands up high

Multiple colors, my mind's more productive than others

When i’m in the motha fuckin house like the senators

Trying to keep his head up while his eyes are in the bible

I'll still be able to break a motha-fuckin' table