This is a song about "Cunt rash dragon ball z out the windowon"

With out people like reggie, jay-z, tupac and biggie

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

The pain, the rash, is done at last, the gun is cocked, clock stops

I found the seven dragon balls and wished a nigga would

But you niggas too weak, but just give me 2 weeks and i'm good

I'm so-cal, you so-called rappers need to go call

Let's sweat out this alcohol, bet i'm about to ball

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

Lean like the side of the shoe on a giant

The board ceo, i'm glad you all

Where the ball meets the wall

You heard i was in jail, well i just came from the mall

I salute you like cinderella at the ball.

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

A dragon blasting collapsing the foundation of your palace