This is a song about "Then"

One dead if i'm am then

And do i need to mention when

Mothafuckin' difficult, ch-yeah, til then

I'll never call you bitch again

Trip on some acid that's done then

If a nigga didn't fake like them

Dress pimping-like and toast like less when

Will get fricasseed on the grill then

Then back it up more then lunch lines

When i get my hands on nines

Without lucifer motherfuckers what would you drop then?

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them