This is a song about "Call that my easter bunny"

Codeine in my oj, call that liquid luck,

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

Beat that pussy up and then i call my boys up

I wouldn't fuck another girl out of the club

In my drawsring, ring, ring

Tell me that you call that rapping

Is it a sin to be so young but feel like you got the potential to be the greatest

Ive got satan on speed-dial, call that nigga up talkin about slicin open my wrist,

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

I got voices screamin in my head,then it bunny hopped off my shoulder,

You gotta keep hoppin along like a amputated bunny

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely