This is a song about "Cam being a cunt"

I'm about to track you down like a bloodhound, cunt

Forreal, i got a pole in the basement

Fixin up an eye-cam on the top of a pyramid

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

Tied up cunt in my basement like a prisoner

The therapist said hello but my mom would wonder

Crush you like a twig, dash any cunt for a cig, im sick, im fucked up, seen

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

The latter being a constant misconception,

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

Took the form of a human being

To being a being and beating the back roads and being it

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit