This is a song about "Tell him"

Got four underneath the old-school as well

Cant tell secrets cause people just tell

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

Tell him to kill a baby toddler,

Lets strap the president with an m4 drop him off in iraq and tell wm good luck

Take a puff from the blunt and watch the smoke swirlmy mossberg goes boom, what's another plug

And tell him to go canoeing / while i'm improving my flow

If you ready then i'm ready go, hear this on my radio

Throw their wedding rings in the lump of flesh, and tell him he has-

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

I nodded my head to tell him go ahead

But more less the vest i'm comin for ya'll neck

Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble

But also tell him that his raps are very respectable