This is a song about "Carl cizzle snitch facebook"

Eighth grade i got a message on facebook from a gay,

And we did it our way, blue-collar game all day

Then i wait for them days to turn good again

Carl cee twistin' them lyrics and spinnin' em,

"this song makes me feel good inside" - evlin facebook page

But if you rupture a tendon i bet them feelings change

Pussy ass bitch, or do you prefer pussy ass snitch.

Cuz i acknowledge i am far more knowledge

Once mr. woods was all good, now a nigga only

Facebook is just a face without me.

My window is a book and i'm a fuckin' crook

She hooks up with the guy, chatting with him on facebook,