This is a song about "Ass butt hole lickers"

And it was nothing to you but hands on my butt

Run through the puddles, playin' in the mud

I'm so tired of this i could blow, fire in the hole

To clear my head i'm feelin low, losin control

Who knows what’ll come out the hole.

This shit has got my soul

Meetin' fuckin' hoes on the road, it's takin its toll

If you want to criticize me,talk to your ass hole,

But when i fuckin' go, lucifer will probably have my soul

The sinner me,the killer in me will rip rappers a new ass hole

Hey ''kid'', remind me to stick this screwdriver in your mommas butt

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup

Suicide attempts in the hole

Let's put it on cruise control