This is a song about "Craig list"

Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest

Too many rappers are on my hit list

Every fag is on the hit list

To be honest, im modest

I pray that that's me, but i gotta be honest

A fever in disguise this guy's high's sufficed with this list

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

Slay a list of enemies envying creativity

Now i’m armed and i’m fayetnam’s finest

And i tell my kids to burn their wish list,

And i love your mind and ambition

On the list of filth spittin'

Hit you first on my hit list,

I ain’t saying that i’m finished

I tell my kids to burn their wish list,

Come here to picture how he bumping his fist