This is a song about "Amit sucks balls"

That's why it sucks so bad

Now you got me hopped up on that

And finally, everyone got their own problems

After i axed the guy who asked why my rappin' sucks.

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Don't test me unless you got the balls

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

Cut out your livers gizzards and balls

Your bitch sucks dick like kobayashi

Mow anybody wanna play some hockey

Rhyming way too much, god this rap sucks

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

My home was broken by wreckin' balls

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why

He's known as amit, i call him mr. do or die