This is a song about "Cheating bastards"

An ipod mind to you walkman guys

Coz this bastards destroyed my life

I hope you hit me by 3, i'm incoherent by the evening

Wake up sleeping cheating im dreaming constantly competing

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut

Cheating, sleeping, its giving me a reason, beating, someone up.

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

I’m the best thing that ever happened to rap, bastards

For honey, i will live, be a father for the kids

I'm into the lyrics, you bastards are into aesthetics

Fucking welfare, there cheating the government

You be chickens like smokey tripping off angel dust

Nasty words, bastards, worse

Babies turn into shooters