This is a song about "Ya schmeat"

Ya full of ya self, get ya cock out ya mouth before ya jump in this beef

Lyrically or physically, step to me, you rest in peace

Bitch i’m coming for ya.

I ain't mad at cha

To liberate yourselves, africa

Paranoia that shit might kill ya

Take ya to ya favorite restaurant

Ballin, folarin so goddamn hard

Dutty wine for access, show me your neck

Sickness coming at ya but ya already dead

Our nation have to bow, africa

The whole rapper thing aren't ya

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

You nearly pissed ya pants as ya extended ya hand,