This is a song about "Wit ya punk azz"

And i'm as high as deion feet is headed to the house

Leave u dead and ya boys lookin for u movin wit the clouds/

Dropped out of high school to be a dope head punk

Don't know her name those ain't really important

No need for a punk ass nobody music engineers

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

And eat him alive i'm a c.m punk

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

Sorry punk you just met raps first youthful maestro,

I get a rush like i'm tweekin off blow

Like my old prom suit that i wore with the tag

A young punk hustlin,hey cops,get back!

But he was probably from your crew, you fuckin punk

My parents went away on a week's vacation and

Promised, i'm as determined as them old timers, i wanna villa in a costa

Just keep trying to fuck wit my paper but bitches is scheming and so are ya