This is a song about "Cunt bitch"

Seemingly insistent to get a piece of this cunt

I nurture their brain, i'm moving the movement

Eyes super clear, you looking in the mirror

Roughen up her fucking cunt and whisper,

And for the time being lets me in love with the moment

No shit, he's a gangster on the mic, yea right cunt

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

It's late and you stuck in my basement

Forever remain a cunt/ excuse me if i become a bit tooo blunt/

My only purpose in life to kill myself up on accident

Don't know her name those ain't really important

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