This is a song about "Can t"

Said i'm bad motherfucker from the w e s t

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

You don;t thin anymore

That's what rains for

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Guess you could call me by my name b double o t.

There's no connection, so they're not supporting you

Like stealing honey, call me winnie t. pooh

In fact, lemme pass the mic to man big t"

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

Like a chick who can t cum if you cant write hot bars then rent one

And they ain’t fucking with the kid like chris hansen in the kitchen

They say tvd can´t rap but they are handicapped,

Know there's a barbed wire that's always in your past