This is a song about "Wat"

Well guess wat chris brown u cant push us around

They tryna get it in, we gotta point 'em out

I called her up and said wat thefucks the go

Counting 100 grand i pulled it from my last show

They dont know wat there messin wiv they get knocked to the ground

Got a bunch of haters, plus i got more to count

Am focused on wat the next is/

The tables are turned i can't take this

So gangstas keep doin wat your doin and i promise ill have the last laugh!!!!!

This murder on every track, this verse is an epitaph

All you guys say 'wat' when i rap like i'm cambodian

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

Real shit is wat i right

He got hit up that same night