This is a song about "Damage eraser"

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

I smacked him in his face with an eraser, chased him with a stapler

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

I do damage with my razor

Perhaps you suffered brain damage back when you had that accident?

Never let another rap nigga hit it from back or the front

Either that or they 4:4, some call them fantastic

I bleed from damage, squeak and panic//

I coulda sworn that budweiser can read fruit punch

You cant stop it,you cant withstand the damage

Go ahead admit it faggot, this shit is tighter than butt rape

It ain't havoc or damage, it's magic in an artistic state

This collateral damage, a mind of obsession

Gift and a curse, the center of attention

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

Perhaps you suffered brain damage back when you had that accident?