This is a song about "Don t fuck with a slut"

Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

So if you spreadin lies ill have to smack a slut

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

I still got your letters laying in my dresser drawer

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/

Deliver the bomb shit from the east to west

Leaving a jaw in awe unable t-t-t-to comment.

And of course, my car's off course

Fuck that slut, what would be the payoff

Five-star dishes, food for thought bitches

You're the last slut i want to be with,

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

I got it mixed up with a big slut suckin' dick with the hiccups

You gotta let these shits go, man

Get drunk, fuck a slut, and break out the cam