This is a song about "Ducks and dominos"

As she goes through the levels

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Grab the scissors and saws and

Dc star, a pg legend

Good kids make bad grown ups

You all are just sitting ducks

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

Only feel sorry for crack babies and rape victims

We can't catch the beat

And kill yourself and your clique

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

I'mma need two mics just to get my point across

I want to tie her body up and throw her in my basement

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

I'll manhandle these fucks / the rhino almost damn trampled these ducks