This is a song about "Time to tip the scales"

Look how i do it, yo i'm taking you back

I tip my hat off to you for that

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

Imma fix your tits to the tip of this hook i've been mentionin'

If we wasn't so original, then we'd be criminal

The tip is so titillating and bitch you're just typical

If stories went on scales i'd have a lot to sell

Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel

On point like the mt. everest tip

I ain't worried bout shitbitch i'm the shit

Can't even feel the tip of my middle finger

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Uncle tom's hittin the rock that i'm weighing on scales

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes