This is a song about "Up to something"

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

I'll tell you something i'm sure of, i'm fucked up,

I lead the city in requests, but don't do nothing

Get some real rhymes and actually come up with something,

That he's not up to something devious

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

Is myself contemplative how to be something else

The silver-lining couldn't find 'em up on any shelf

Just call to get something to munch on

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

We bout to do something different...

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

Every day woke her up something you found,

A smooth criminaland though i pack this pound

Yeah, i got the flow that they know is the truth

When you know you have something to prove