This is a song about "Without makeup"

That was my influence

Without the sound of guns

Wolf gang be on that wrist split splatter

Cant spell slaughter without laughter,

Without a single beat

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

Without you i'm like grass without the colour green

Without a team, no excellence

Penncounting pennys over tha years

I remember the makeup running down your face

Love the game know this is coming from a different place

You're uncool like my mother kin

So i lift without preparation

Oh well, guess that i can deal without,

Then swag it out, ounces then bags is out