This is a song about "Ass haters love death punch fire"

Spit fire i don't tire, i am crass, do yourself a favor get your ass black and blue

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

Love your screams ignite my fire, my requiem, the pleading fifth

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

Slaughter the bitch, fire shots, shout, love, it's the counteroffer

He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run

Those weak ass basic already used punch lines are nothing more than a voter optical illusion

Drugs, and ass,haters dont phase my hearts on everlast!!

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

And a lit match, get back, or under your ass i'll set a fire/

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

Spending her time with him i guess

I shall but love thee better after death.

Your on fire.. your on fire

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for