This is a song about "Up next"

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

So who the fuck gonna bark next?

Couldn't draw the line, guess what happens next

So if i do call it's just a check

Nigga, don't be nervous nigga, say somethin'; trust me guys, he can rap

I woke up on the floor next to your body and remembered the fact, that

So im gonna end it here and say goodnight, and hopefully next time you'll put up a fight.

Let's find a spot for you to do me, in the darknow that it's passion, hold me tight

I be calling who next!? who next!!

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

Who's up.. next? cuz this dude can't compete,

Dmv that's on me no days off i don't sleep

And to the next nigga that step up thats when im really gonna blow up

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Cappin' boy, cooking crack, at the same damn time

Up with rappad and next im posta rhyme