This is a song about "Tooth fucking fruity"

We in control, the people know i speak the truth

Im obtuse when i see you i grit my tooth

My rhymes will cut you up and leave you on the floor like omkars tooth

See it's effortless, these niggas can't step up in my shoes

Tried to yank my chain now your missing a tooth

Fuck it we on the move, none of use tryna lose

But at least, my spit dont taste like yeast, more like minty tooth paste, what a waste,

Guess it's time to see who really is yo' friendtell me you pregnant and i'm amazed

See i let my nigga split that

Fucking maggot fucking a faggot

You ain't gotta hit the club no more

And he kicked her tooth on the floor

Sounded fruitier than a fruity soda,

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues

The abuse i'm used to more painful than a severe chipped tooth.