This is a song about "We takin over"

Im like takin the mic and boppin along

Yea i'm livin' right these niggas dead wrong

Theres cum all over your face and we gotta guess who's balls did it

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one

We at the bar takin shots like bullets from smith and wesson

And while you doin you

Im takin out ya whole crew.........

Over years we learned some lessons,

So here i am at the store for some chips

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

Now i want you back so we can start this over

Bro called dad over, we tried to explain

I'm that extreme, so haters complain

You know...you know who you are

But im takin you out for dinner,