[Lyric] I left my son out in the sun (Mr. Bread)

[Verse]
Opp pack smell immaculate
That boy a pussy, yeah he so emasculate
Yeah boy, we some savages
I'm finna bust, ain't talking' bout 'jaculate
You saw my style, now you jackin' it
Yo' stuff is trash, yeah it's on some average shit
I might come in with the baddest bitch
Show's over when I get to clapping' shit

[Hook]
Damn, rest in peace to my opps, I'll miss you
In another life we'll meet
Finna smoke your ass twice (Twice)
Oh, you gon' die (Die)
Light him up to the sky (The sky)