This is a song about "Zillakami type"

I cant have that type of coating

I was born to do the damn thing

Hmmm where should i begin

Some type of competition

Got a electrical eel type spit

I had to fight back and shit

We den turnt it up now it's at the max

No monopoly type flow, no chance

I know their type, they're fucking petrified

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

We the type of niggas you'll depend upon.

These shows be packing tight

My niggas doesnt like your type,

Cause everythang gonna be alright

That's a little math joke, for you slow type