This is a song about "Cupid screwed up"

My issue isn't televised and you ain't gotta tell the wise

Hey, i've never screwed in my life/ never been screwed with the strife/

And if it's in your possession then follow the directions my dude

Daddy took my last money to buy presents for her, and i feel so screwed

Yeah, rack, rack city shit

Cause i'm like fuckin cupid!

Let cupid take aim, come and follow my lane

Arguably retarded cause after sex we stop again

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

First time i got screwed with the votes this time not even close

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

Yes i make music ever since i was shot by the rap cupid,

Gettin good graces, take his money, aa-another one

Then you're screwed like bottle caps, holla back and listen,

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

Tied to the pine, with already a broken spine, your screwed