This is a song about "Angry rap batlle about fuck and sex and still wait for a chick"

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet

All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed

Malcolm sex is still a

You made me wanna

And niggas ain't shit but you already knew that

Like a chick,get a whole new stock of tamphons and pad.

I felt a tear roll down my facethat was daddy's bullet

Momma saying daddy a sex addict and a piece of shit/

And wait for the chaos to begin for me to stand up

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

Bitch i'm bout a chick, i went and crashed the rover

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

Watch me blow like i exhale i excel in this rap shit

And i hate myself for being angry at someone so tormented,

That's life shit alright, shit, i could call you right quick

Rocking moccasins and slow dancing with a model chick