This is a song about "Atilla the hun"

That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

And i would never walk in the shadow that never was really there

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

Yer dont go ther hun he sure aint worth it

A cold beast, nigga i'm the shit

And ya pussy was amazing but it ain't worth a couple million

No one in comparison, i got a hun in paris son.

Come get some, you little bum

Do the math, get the sum

Got the passion for the music

Got a sign on my dick

Niggas hating but i love them even though they trying to scheme

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

Lucky, that obama got relected so people could stop being hun-gry.

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree