This is a song about "A cunt dylan post"

I'm a cocky little cunt

She got me caught up in the moment

I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed

And try to find solutions while i'm higher than a light post

She grabs her post-it note, turns it to a kite

Yo she think my steering wheel on the wrong side

Post cards and my letters

The richest place on earth

Forever remain a cunt/ excuse me if i become a bit tooo blunt/

After pleasure there’s paineven though we're broke for the moment

Post it to they head, leave em a mental note

When i'm on it, on it like my job

The lights may flicker, your face feels red

Love is a bitch, i made sure the cunt is dead.

One less hungry mouth on the welfare!"first ship em dope and let em deal to brothers

I've already told you im a sick cunt and i dont take any prisoners,