This is a song about "39"

I've been putting on mass like all these niggers here to worship.

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

I'm a battenberg nigger that plays for high stakes./

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight

There he goes on his face like a nigger can't skate.

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes

Blowing stones, froze, icing sugar up my nose/

Rap game mr. kipling with the way i bake cakes,/

I don't do dishes but i throw away your plates

With these cheese that i'm chewing they should call me stinky bishop/

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

39. i'm the key to the facts,

I'm on the stage, you in the stands