This is a song about "Cunt you are"

I’m trifling, damn right ignorant

You know you're a cunt

You are excess,you are nobody to me,you are stranger

If its not couture, i will not go to her

8 in the morning when that street clock bust

Why are you crying, are you frightened.

When you know that you are

You're in a seminar

If you feel it, it must be real just

Why are you crying, are you frightened.

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend

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

Who do you think you are

6 o's pay for my car

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

If i catch her i can fuck her in the cunt