This is a song about "Donkey punches"

I'm not even throwing punches i'm jabbing

Tryna run up on me late nights with the lights flashing

U need a hobby or friend, but ur 'all alone' like #donkey in shrek

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

And who stands over there, across the board there goes a donkey

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Cos i can take the punches and convert them to a way of blasting you away

But in the midst of all this anger and this angstnever once did you heard me say

Mc'ing ain't dead, but the scenery is different

You will have no friend, you donkey gorrilla fucked

Donkey? bitch yous a strait up jackass

I could spend my whole life tryna get cash

A combination of punches and wordplaying that's uncommon, it's amazing

Im not really like worried about fucking up or you know what im saying

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

And then donkey punch every other nigger cause they all just bologna