This is a song about "Cunt splice"

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

And you nervous cause ya ass probably feel different

But that's alright cause you'll be on your deathbed soon enough you insufficient cunt,

Everybody wanna talk cause i'm rappin, they askin me what happened

Nickel plated chromegot this baby capone lookin like a giant

Stupid ho just kept going. i told you don't speak just shush cunt

Now im up here smokin blunts, rubbin your moms cunt

I had beautiful words but girls never listened

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

Mc'ing ain't dead, but the scenery is different

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm thru with that shit

And some cunt will turn around and see you in it,

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

Harder than my dick when taylor swift is in my basement

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