This is a song about "A wrestler"

A store that dosen't get a

Beautiful are thou, africa

And her smile lit up the room

A boy taken for a goon

You're a disaster a sham,

Live my life through some film, man

And you ride with this

Spit a poem or a diss

Like a baby without a diaper

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

I'm a sinner. i'm a churchgoer.

Fuck it, good thing i got a chauffeur

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

They call you a whore, a bitch, a ho, and a stripper,

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon