This is a song about "A cunt free zone"

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

Make martin luther tell god i'm the future for heaven's talent

Grow a spinal bone, there ain't no such thing as the friend zone

And all these peasant motherfuckers take shots at the throne

Late night to the early morn, i been such a rolling stone

As a kid my parents arguments was like a combat zone

Be beside, lord, just give the right to desire or admire such

Ratchet and clank saga. kick a bitch in the cunt and make her drop her sponge.

Young money, cash money so strong, keep scorin’, i’ma bring it on home

It annoys me to the point of clawing arm and bone to reach a mental zone

Pick my enemies out the crowd, and motherfucker's die

Lets be free like a pretty little butterfly

Your still in your crib at home while i'm making the streets a war zone

I'm taking women to heaven and then i take em home

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