This is a song about "Cunt faggot pooper scooper"

Fuck off stop bullshittin you silly cunt it dont get it out

So all that shit you niggas kicking we ain't worried about

As my name get bigger this game get different

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

Revolvers, automatics, guns stay silent

Seemingly insistent to get a piece of this cunt

And you nervous cause ya ass probably feel different

But you're dissin everyone just like some ruthless cunt

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

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

I'm a cocky little cunt

Put the purp in the blunt

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

My parents went away on a week's vacation and