This is a song about "Ya schmuck"

I ain't, mad, at cha

But do ya know what fuck ya!

I thought mama taught ya,

And i am raw

Sickness coming at ya but ya already dead

Sad but its true, but i ain't on ya level yet

This for my niggas that really rap hard

Take ya to ya favorite restaurant

I let that choppa intersect ya

To liberate yourselves, africa

Niggas fightin 'cross the whole planet, so it could never be peace

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

I ain't mad at cha

I just gotta mock ya,

The homies wanna kick it, but i'm just laughin at cha

Fantastics, grandmasters attending funerals past ya