This is a song about "Dunking on you"

Take my anger out on you

What preceded was the clue

It's really not an issue

Never laid a fist on you

Flower bomb, matter fact she on that bong

Life's riding on mayo, fatty kid you stay on,

Murdered you on the flat screen

You ain't never seen

You see me on the freeway

To throw it all away

I know you think you on

Full of shit, like i ate that john

You know what turns me on

That's word to my mom

You standing at that throne you smiling at that throne as we praise you on and on

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon