This is a song about "Crusty cunt"

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

While i’m somewhere in the back, getting blowed like a blunt

The day before is better than the present

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

If its not couture, i will not go to her

Roughen up her fucking cunt and whisper,

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

But you're dissin everyone just like some ruthless cunt

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

Don’t i talk nasty, she don’t know my government

Yeah you know i got that work

Are you a cunt, sap or bastard?

Real nigga, pardon whoever feel different

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

Cause no matter what i wont get back up on my feet you ruined me you fucking cunt

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend