This is a song about "Type 25"

Bring the battering ram where you live

Under 25, living the fuckin life

It’s no days off, you ain't doing shit

Got a electrical eel type spit

I know their type, they're fucking petrified

Like your bitchin' wife and sister might get tonight

And i'll show you all type of bitches

It's a beautiful bliss

World play? shit, bust out the type writer

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

I'm using my tooth bait to get that bitches teeth paste

Your the type dat can never be replaced,

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

We the type of niggas you'll depend upon.