This is a song about "Collect"

So many kidnappings and rapes i collect their bones,

Instead they talking bout some thunderstorm, cyclones

I collect all soularions, now ya cheerleader is checked off

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

I'mma keep it real kid i’m just hatinain’t a opportunity i ain’t take close chase

I'm authentic so real you faint even replace i collect data just call it sample space

You collect foodstamps, i get dough

This summer gone be mine though

I got some sinners to collect, their fates are carved in stone.

She like, girl you wrong running away from home

I need me an engine that go real fast, call it hall/haul of fame once it haul ass

South sex? bet i will but not me i just collect the bill i got a hot chick and mass

And i ain't tripping, my only competition’s the mirror

I collect debts an post death threats, pain inflicter amoungst your sister,

No use running, to collect you souls my sole goal its funny

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see