This is a song about "T pound"

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

I’m tryna be low key to keep my self out of t

They put my name on fuckin platinum, gold is pound for pound.

Ammunition in graceshh, move without a sound

Leaving a jaw in awe unable t-t-t-to comment.

One parent above, the other live scared

Roll the whole mountain, now i’m on the couch bent

Battle pound for pound and diminish the rest

Never lookin for a handout

Pound cake, me and kid freestyle, peace out,

Im a champ i go pound for pound, cause i settled in the south,

And the blouses of these bitches always end up in my house

You a bitch, i send you to the pound,

Baby doll, check it out: i get around