This is a song about "Bitch i m toxic"

I"m ah gut you and the bitch that's with ya

To liberate yourself, africa

Hit the green like running backs with no yards

Hey y'all i''m sick like necrophiliacs in graveyards

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed

Cos my momma told me dat i m the best!

Pour a little gas, spark up your lighter

I"m the designated driver

F a m e, i learnt that in 2nd grade,

You're in the kitchen trying to fix us a hot plate

Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser

Account overdraft what i got this debit for