This is a song about "Disabled kids"

Dissing disabled ima say no to it

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

Trying to get back to this thing called love

To the kids holding liquor bottles.

Oh and fuck all the cool kids

Look, need to call it quits

I'm throwing them rocks back, with the fury of bullets

How about our president killing innocent kids?

Pimp of the year, i could smack your father

Disabled woman mugged on the arbour,

Cause she's playing both roles like her occupation was dyke, fucking right

I'm so fat if i stepped onto a disabled ramp it'd turn into a slide,

Labeled sick as a disabled prick, he wanted to fuckin leave

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze