This is a song about "Your disgustin md"

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

That's your soul along with your principles and your morals

Call the network dipset family ties

Ill cut your thtroat, chop your head and pluck out your eyes,

My gun your scars, your wrist your calls

And of course, my car's off course

You see dem boys sign me to the scope right

I'll be your companion ,your friend and your guide

Where's your wealth? where's your fame?

And my niggas all the same

Im coming threw your hood taking your soverigns and your chain

And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane