This is a song about "Argue"

Ay, undo your bra with one handif anything is gonna care it on and cum can

No dedication, they argue it's because schools don't teach creation, ken ham

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Figurely argue with my mother,

Whipping whatever i, 460ls you

There is no need to argue

And if you argue with descartes, then you're bound to get hit,

I can say ghettoest ‘cause i come from where metal spit

I just reflect on how i ain't met you, yet boo

But knowing it's hopeless i still try and argue,

Livin life just as good as we couldbut since a bitch can't be trusted

I diss your mum and argue just to play some devil's advocate

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese

So that you will never argue, screech, till you brawl and leave, her to crawl on knees

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

But instead you argue about legalizing abortion