This is a song about "Billy scott"

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

Me and darren scott, we're rapping about our exes.

Whenever you tired i be right there beside, the pillow talk and confide, make your secrets all mine

Flippin like a kilo/ im dippin like ur ken folk/ ur a hill billy rapper/ im killin this rhyme

Make me throw my diamonds up, bitch, my life was hard knock

Hell, probably be scott-free, doubt i'd be duly caught

Is that the kid should prolly change my name to billy width

Always keep a rubber, word to telly in kids

Weed’s played out, they on that pill shit

Scott, but ya better not forget it

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

Tupac and slipknot mixed with billy ray cyrus,

You fags wear #jeremy #scott #wings, fly sneakers on

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

Me and billy got drunk, and shit, we really got into it,

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit