This is a song about "Bitches uzi ted bundy"

Five-star dishes, food for thought bitches

'cause thee mes-sage is in-fec-ted with

Im avoiding wack bitches

The emergency room, gettin stitches

Proves that ignorance is bliss

Flexin on these bitches

All lies... he dies! rises at sunrise, arises ted with his head

And i ain't stopping baby even if the light is red

An enemy troop foolishly unloaded his uzi and sprayed

Petey pop off, rip, free lou, been lootin’ money since like fourth grade

My dick, stupid bitches

But you hate them navel kisses

Come right back, get a mask and uzi

Ha - so gifted, do it truly