This is a song about "Ashleighs bug orgys"

Im a bug under your skin, dig through your cells and let your body tick

Everybody judging off a single i ain't even pick

You ain't a thug just a crushed bug on my windshield on the road to fame,

I done lost too many homies to this motherfuckin' game

Or any grand thefts, man i don't give a fuck

Cuz if it can happen to the smallest bug

Bug on my window, maggot, you duck like in limbo, flopping

Write it in my leisure, i rather go shopping

We ain't buying cds, we striving to live

Your balls cry during bug life

Bitches is artificially duck

You'll be smashed like a bug!

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Cause i'm like a bug nigga, i keep biting!