This is a song about "A cunt dylan post"

Tonights gonna be a fuckin' fight

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

Post cards and my letters

Talking of the gods you serve

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

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

If you ever feel alone and

You know you're a cunt

A dumb neighbor sunbather? yo, this cunt ain't her

Yeah, go ahead and pop it like you do in the mirror

But since whitley gilbert and jada pinkett my world been different

Devil is jealous, cuz compared to me he aint nothin but a open cunt

Seemingly insistent to get a piece of this cunt

This is delight no surprise, tonight’s not any different