This is a song about "Typin"

Typin fake raps and actin like he could "get some head"

But more less the vest i'm comin for ya'll neck

Cause im violent n vexed so whatever you typin next

While everybody got ammunition on deck

Shall increase when we meet up in this dark placeyou might think you're happy with him

And if you peep what i'm typin', you'll see i'm gassed but deadly like ether designin'