Yea see everytime i hit the cut i grab my strap bust a trap just to make buck i heard they wanna buck they think they got me stuck untill i push back grabs them gats make them go ratatte like lets have a blast white or black we all want a stack and a bytch with a fat ass and a huge rack i try to be the best yet some say i lack shyt i aint gonna lie i aint much better than most my haters atleast i dont shake hands and see say him later im somewhat better i rather put yall through the shreddar and tell ya im greater better than you will ever be this my destiny your