This is a song about "Bryce tucker"

The way i flow the way i rap, your insults are my incentive to tap

I'm tryin to keep income comin' in and collect on my ass cap

My eyes go dark as i tap into my conscience

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

She blow me like a tire

When it comes to spitting that fire

Intendent attend them, cool cause

I'll scream my fucking head off

Now you got that drop off

They right too cause

Or let the mob handle that

Drinking roc like its tap

Unload the click-clack to ya fit cap

I can just turn you into a dude who tap

Touch downs so i said ok lets get rid of these clowns my friend tucker ended

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick