This is a song about "Baked is a bitch"

Life is a bitch, but when i write shit, life is my bitch

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

I get baked from the moment i wake, don't tell me is a mistake

Of better days when you ain't have to settle for whatever played

And really don't matter unless y'all coming with

Son of a bitch, i imagine what your father is

Maybe we just need to slow

Death is a bitch i know

I got a bitch to fuck, her name is jill

Loud pack, i propel. burgandy, out to kill

Guess it's time to see who really is yo' friendtell me you pregnant and i'm amazed

And corpses lay with storming rain on a morning day and i'm surely baked

Ready to watch? i'm a slip it in the tape deck

Love is a bitch, i made sure the cunt is dead.

There's a wussy bitch i know guess what his name is

And i be talking about me, i do this