This is a song about "Awful"

I would do awful awful things

Hold it..now thank you for silence

But i've got an awful bad case of writer's block.

A couple of haters looking, i’m knowing them niggas hot

Across the nation, we don't fuck with you and awful status,

And jade's a fucking acrobat, i'll flip her on a mattress

Lucifer's shooting ya, crucified on crucifixes and the awful lot,

Hahaha, yothese felonies be like prophecies beggin me to stop

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

My son's a ball of blubber, about as awful as my daughter

And after you take this "l", you'll just be awful

This that pulpit, i’m hitting niggas with the gospel

Awful lot of pigeons with jaws talking to cause attention

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

Some underhanded plans witnessed a man diewas only fifteen, should have been a beauty queen, still

If you're that god-awful, coulda just asked, i got some copy paper and bashur's stencil