This is a song about "Turtles and tortoises"

On the bible you can run

Sanyo, and handheld and handgun

I call it speaking tongues

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

This is oh so much like getting votes

And nasty remains and bones

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

Bandana p, blow thirds, the 4 take you on all fours

I snatch your girl if you're slipping

And i'm dizzy and spinning

And inhospitable,

I'm modest, and humble

I be gettin' money

And a fridge and some broccoli

Thunder and clouds amaze and peer

But my brother got a year