This is a song about "Westside myside get the fuck out"

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

You dread me like im haitian, get the fuck up out my face son

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Fuck with me you'll get smacked, get the weed and shit packed

I don't trust no one

Get yo ass out the kitchen

To tell certain people to get the fuck out right now

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Told niggas fuck with me and will get knocked out

I'm so dapper man, funky fresh dapper dan

Get drunk, fuck a slut, and break out the cam

Things get out of control still don't shut the fuck up

And i'm strollin' down south like good luck chuck