This is a song about "You beef wiff me ill fckin ill fckin bite yuh ears off cuz im ill wiff this mic i see comppetion i fuckin go bananas and try to slit his throat then make him lick my balls ill lay him out fck punchin him in the mouth just put the chrome to his mouth leave"

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught

Off my rocker so im not to hot but ill chew you up, leave you to rot

Ticklin him go to his grave, skip him and visit his dog

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

What's you motivation, huh, what's your motivation

My flows heavy when i go steady ill ruin him

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

Im so ill i went to the doctor and he said i just caught

Splash tha niggaswill i dash your niggasonce i mash these figguzi’ll be badder nigga

Fucking baton i'm whack, i'm ill, i ain't the nigga to fuck wit, put you in a

While y’all foreplay i punt that, four downs

Smacked him in the jaw knocked the joint out of his mouth

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

Cuz ill be the fucking best shout out to my pops

Off my rocker so im not to hot but ill chew you up, leave you to rot

I'm trynna beat up every beat until my feet at the top