This is a song about "Whoop"

None of that i rather go home safe and not havin mom whoop my ass,

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class

You can't handle that i'm about to whoop your ass without

Ammunition in graceshh, move without a sound

Hit me up in a couple days, we can try again

Mic slip (whoop) put one in you're gut for pain

Bitch i'm in the fucking mall, with my niggas eating ham

Whipping up a batch of whoop ass from a giant can

Bitch i been hot since tony touch and doo whoop

Them cowboy country singers going forever recoup

They'd whoop my ass after-school, would flee at took flight,

Harder niggas try to hate me, they be lovin’ this side