This is a song about "Chloe ellesha cunt mad"

Took something rough and turn it to a diamond

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

Shut up cunt your bout to get slapped

To reds i ain't know how to act

But that's alright cause you'll be on your deathbed soon enough you insufficient cunt,

Everybody wanna talk cause i'm rappin, they askin me what happened

So you can stuff it all you want, you complain-ass cunt,

These hoes say i'm a poet i try to make em different

No shit, he's a gangster on the mic, yea right cunt

Mc'ing ain't dead, but the scenery is different

So these are my real diss bars, now come at me cunt

And i got nieces who need me they fathers ain't important

When it comes to beef it becomes a talent

51. don't over dramatize the whole scene cunt!

If i catch her i can fuck her in the cunt

The prerequisite is gun clappin' so what happened