This is a song about "Birday bash"

I never use a fork i always spoon her

I'll bash your brains in and watch your skull shatter

So i take the opportunity to bash a skull in brutally

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

All i heard was a few pouts, i think they were the hollywood bash

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

Spitting on top a bitch he used to bash and lash

But i let off everything i have

Do i care, no i don't.. i'm white trash who might bash

As i seenobody cares about my history

I'm just a pieces of thrash,so bash who you want it to be,

Drivin and typin, not payin attention, missin they next exit

I bash on your raps and i smash up your ass for your wack shit