This is a song about "Being a cunt"

You know you're a cunt

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

I'm ring winnin, my jeans different

I'm a cocky little cunt

Get off a key like i can’t sing

But thats the life of a human being

To being a being and beating the back roads and being it

I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket

Crush you like a twig, dash any cunt for a cig, im sick, im fucked up, seen

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

Look, i got no time for that type of connection

The latter being a constant misconception,

One less hungry mouth on the welfare!"first ship em dope and let em deal to brothers

I've already told you im a sick cunt and i dont take any prisoners,