This is a song about "Your pussycat stinks"

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

My gun your scars, your wrist your calls

Whenever your blazing

Same '89 camry that needs painting

In your ass like it feeds your appetite

Yo, fuck 2dopeboyz and fuck nah right

Leave your running to your mamma,

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Bring the battering ram where you live

Fuck your prison, fuck your life

Freezing your nose, your eyes, your corneas,

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Spitting your beats with your so called crew

I call em up, they might fall through