This is a song about "Wat up"

The outskirts distribute my vision contributing to the burns i position

Doin wat i do is not a sin i always keep a stray gat in the bin

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

So crank it up live it up until the sun is up up up

I called her up and said wat thefucks the go

This just ain't no song shit, do this for my city joe

So she decides to stand up, woman up and never give up

With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck

Take wat u took from me out on you

I really love my miami crew

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Hold up, hold up, hold up, popped a molly (popped a molly)

I can feel a change coming and a change is wat i need,

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

Problems stackin up, pretty soon im packin up

How can niggas blame us, i am not ashamed but