This is a song about "A b cp q r s t u v w x y z"

Think it's sweet, think he get money across the street

Im a move to the beat u fools r sweet

Fur for fur, baby; baby, you'll go stir crazy

Said i'm bad motherfucker from the w e s t

On they twitter writing novels, see

Or, if you prefer, d n k r o z

It was plain to c she gave birth to a c-u-n-t

I nurture their brain, i'm moving the movement

My all gold rolly or the

Got a v for vendetta,

My lady, my baby

U about to get murdered b

Gonna spread more creep then a z v z

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree