This is a song about "Bon mot"

Gets harder than rihanna when

21 years of age, being strapped with a m-4

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Take the hits in motion, like you was playing rugby

Creyente, believer in gods word

That bitch was racist, got me fired

My entendres be tumblin’ while you niggas lack balance

And reagan's term collapsed, and it's been downhill ever since,

Keep thinkin im a monkey and the situation where in right now can turn ugly

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

Im actually, pissed off at these laws if money shines bright we'd be the moth

No rubber sole, hardwood bastard

Homophobia's a long word

Rappers please step forward

Respect is the wrong word