This is a song about "Cm punk"

I'm gettin help for this addiction, now golf ain't important

An watch you cry trying to find the ways to try running away punk

And eat him alive i'm a c.m punk

You couldn't live your life for the moment

How high? nigga, higher than the kites they fly

You're just some ghetto punk, but me, i'm a dope guy.

No need for a punk ass nobody music engineers

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

He was acting like a hardcore punk

8 in the morning when that street clock bust

But he was probably from your crew, you fuckin punk

I had beautiful words but girls never listened

Ball dreams of being pointguard was off limits jack

A young punk hustlin,hey cops,get back!