This is a song about "Clive palmer"

Need to get your clip pierced, look at you, hip, your britney spears

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

To heaven's door -- shed so many tears

I can feel it like deep spears

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

Blades sharper than brittney spears! im crazier!

My words be piercing like a thousand spears

By the water, au revoir to my audience

In my mind throwing spears, and god knows,

And these shape-shifting hoes

Walk like i'm drunk, swagga so uhgodyard trunks go around i got a bunch

With a pentaforce in hand, in fact my damn index possessed the damage

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Pail if u still love money better prepaid your pall

But still smirking sharpen his rhymes like spears

Before i lay down, i thank god for the blessings