This is a song about "Teri maa ki choot"

In this city so just bow down to my feet

Will i, succeed, paranoid from the weed

Have you ever looked at yourself in the mirror,

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

When you hear the music give your hips a slight bump,you can be replaced,

Sometimes i just feel like a motherfucking demon, i’m caged,

To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds

Like police k-9 units filled with barking basset hounds,

I mean me is there, but it's like three there

Imma push these weak niggas off a fuckin stairwell

G5, clearport, say hello to the man

Ya body hangs, from the crane you dang.

Burst through the seams without breaking a sweat,

Sad but its true, but i ain't on ya level yet

Got my foot on the gas

Baby got that super bass