This is a song about "Ducks and grapes and a feminist"

That's why i here whispers

A bunch a singers and sinners

The audience lovin’ him cuz most of them can relate

You're nothin' but a cheat, and a liar, and a fake,

Next to the skinned ducks that still quack.

Bring that shit the fuck back

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

Gimme a stage and a mic and a mix

Scoring goals through your legs, like those anaheim ducks

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Like fudd snooping, shooting for ducks.

Amen, they say you only live once

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

Protest and we'll fight and start a riot, and march on,

It's cole, won't lie, won't stop 'til the race is won

Protest and we'll fight and start a riot, and march on,