This is a song about "Bitch cunt"

Forreal, i got a pole in the basement

Seemingly insistent to get a piece of this cunt

Cause no matter what i wont get back up on my feet you ruined me you fucking cunt

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend

These hoes say i'm a poet i try to make em different

So these are my real diss bars, now come at me cunt

Stupid ho just kept going. i told you don't speak just shush cunt

The prerequisite is gun clappin' so what happened

Still they wonder how i seem so confident

If i catch her i can fuck her in the cunt

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

Cop me air ones, hon, lime and red

So these are my real diss bars, now come at me cunt

Underrated that's temporarily for the moment

This is delight no surprise, tonight’s not any different

So you can stuff it all you want, you complain-ass cunt,