This is a song about "Back the fuck up son your you will fell like your friend"

You do realize that your make up will not fix your stupidity.

Every nigga in this whip gotta motherfucking college degree

I would have been a totally different person

You dread me like im haitian, get the fuck up out my face son

Ill end this so you can get back to whatever the fuck you spend your time doing,

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

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

Open the fuck up hell needs me i tried all your phones, i know your home, fuck you,

You cooking pork anyway, i ain't into to swine

Acting like he's the son of god, bitch fuck your whine

Outta town rapper, bitches love to hear my accent

Number ten, i just went and fucked your ass up friend

You spit like you got scabies on the back of your tongue.

Earl boykins i 'm hearing voices i try and listen