This is a song about "Bag of assholes"

And a match to leave you assholes, burned like a pack of

Lookin' out, retarded kids screamin' out fuck slob, jesus

This prada make me shallow

Fucking assholes will go

Upon other limbs it's looking like a bag of chex mix

Or the crack that they sell to put food in their kids

With the power of ronaldo scoring the last goal on you assholes

If i take an oath that mean i give up all my area code hoes

She on media take out, but don't take out her kids

Bag of clips, i'm an addict, i like to spit kicks,

I took this line from tyler: feeling flyer than a bag of bees

She like me from that no hands but i'mma need her to use no teeth

At the same damn time, gettin' hit on by a couple hoes

Too many of you whinny kids coming off as assholes,

Maybe later on i'll give you a phone call

Living in this bag of meat standing 6 foot tall