This is a song about "Tarun kutta ha"

Ive got reputations to slaughter in no specific order when they aplaud ha,

Packing hundreds in my drawers; fuck the lawbitches i fuck with a passion, i'm livin' rough and raw

Eastenders ha ha try an murder me i'll just get a surgeon to perform surgery

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

My momma a og which makes me a don dada

So we here to the blow the candle out, 1, 2, 3, ha,

You should spend the night

Ha bitch swerve cuz i just lied

I just tell ha we be wildin u lyin bout yo

They knee deep in today, ain’t too fond of tomorrow

You all niggas ain't even on my level

Ha i dare ya', i'm like the devil!

My shit generated? ha, your ass backwards/

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

No insulators to make you try to climb out as gladiators! (ha?)