This is a song about "Cultural movement"

I had to try do somthing to start a movement,

With such an ugly picture in it and

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

Unknowing lawmen will hereby make me a movement

So i just pray and hope god, take a light to myself

But a bullet through you would excel for the movement of cells

Never let another rap nigga hit it from back or the front

And i've been jotting shit down before i started this movement

You're fired and tired, you can't stay up like a limp dick

And drastic movement of people acting stupid

I like to communicate my movement to grace, no prayers for you, sir

Not even on the distance factor chicks who pick the rapper

Hmm, knew in my heart you was the same motherfucker bad

My movement to find the stupid mc's bodies who now lack

I use it and abuse it, yo this music, it's a movement,

I want to tie her body up and throw her in my basement