This is a song about "Cunts muffins"

For real, you need to go away just like the rain song

Cunts goin round wid a strap, one shot your bros gone//

So i threw it in a rap so i'd remember that

Now those cunts in prison gave me the fucking clap

Um, wolf gang, that's the fucking clique

They cunts think that we are weak

Boy, you can’t tell me a damn thang

Half these cunts got it backward’s man/

Late night hangin out til the sunrise gettin high

C is for crazy cunts critizing crap, no lie

So i’ma be aight for the night with a goodbye kiss

For me it's all that matters i harm cunts with slashes

Just before they seen my money in the green

Every week nosy cunts reading a magazine