This is a song about "Donnie u speaking on the dead yo head look like a piece of cornbread"

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

Write your names on the separate piece of paper

Wonder what goes on in my head, number 10 shows the last rapper is dead

Them niggas all peaked, but you ain't seen a niggas limit yet

I look like a bum, yo my clothes ain't about shit

Like banana peels for heels, my spill is so legit

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

My body's sailing into the sea ,floating like a piece of cork,

Now all the world cares for is a piece of paper

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead

Every man woman and child, dead, from a shot to the head,

I look like a winner, yo can look but don't stare

Ain't no skipper but all my bitches is ginger hair

I'm like a piece of steel,

But reality shows ain't real