This is a song about "You a punk"

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Slap the shit out of the abuser and let him know his a punk ass looser

I'm tired of being a stale white punk ass kid, that raps about poppin off the pill lid,

My two nines go biya biya when i shoot 'emkorean motherfuckers was crooked

Revolvers, automatics, guns stay silent

He was acting like a hardcore punk

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

Fake punk, talkin all that shit, you ain't rough

Wantin' to jump dude, but let that nigga punk you

Bring ya soulto tha true, let em know we come through

You're just some ghetto punk, but me, i'm a dope guy.

Don’t know which one i’ma drive, fuck it, i’m just gone fly

No need for a punk ass nobody music engineers

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

Now you can feel itit's a potion for my niggas in motion

Was against a fucking punk and nobody voted, so how could i win?