This is a song about "Dirt in your pussy ass bitch"

Bring your pen and your weed stash

I bury lightning in your ass

Stick to ma word, yo i'll smoke your bitch ass

Felt like the towers when the planes went on crash

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

Bitch no one believes your fake ass lies

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

Your psychopathic ass belongs in therapy

30 chains on, bet the light work

Got em deep in the dirt

We got no time for pussy ass rhymes, take your shit back an resite your lines,

Cuz id be lyin and yall be fine chase bread with my dog muthafucka felines

Hes done with you bitch ass, your last fish, worse than a bass, im sittin in class,

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass