This is a song about "You re a twat"

I’m turned up, i can’t feel my face

Of this little twat, this little disgrace,

So im like fuck it, im out get on your head

Wishing for a new re-dition have them regret

Its totally up you but will you please re survey

And get the cake, then i'll tell them that's the winners pay

You wanna judge me for my lyrics, but you´re not me,

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

Its a man's world re-write your lines lickety split

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that

I re-sign that bullet with your name with a peace sign

Looking at the sky, hoping a light would shine

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city

Im a lyrical juggernaut, and your just a fucking twat,i could get you jumped for free

Do you not re-read your shit before you take it to the mat son.

I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million