This is a song about "Uzi this niggaz"

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Niggaz is movin' they mouths but they ain't sayin' a thing

This high powered cell at the county jailpunk judge got a grudge, can't post no bail, what

She prances while other niggaz be, makin, advances, get your own hoes fuck

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city

Mid-state and green it seems, is where all my niggaz be

And i dont give a fuck bout niggaz that hated

Kendrick lamar, his momma called him that

So i threw it in a rap so i'd remember that

When i'm finished with these niggaz, they be calling me "dad"

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

Popping shots off from my top like an uzi

I'm super fast, you niggaz are slow.

Got ten on the floor, stop playing with flow