This is a song about "Drill bits"

Two bitches named tiffany i left them with a pair of kids

I ostracize you, pulverise you into to little bits,

Mentally ill, i'm 'jeffrey dahmer' with a drill,

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Simple genius, go hard and spit bits of semen

Turned himself in, i had to find that dumb

Now there's bits of her floating in my cereal bowl

I'mma punt the paper over the pussy like a field goal

This bastard spits bits of acid chips and half ass the shit

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

So i spend it real fast, cause i’m tryna sit and chill

Into linen cloth don't forget about the drill

I got two whole tears in a bucket

Slipping further into comatose bits of shit