This is a song about "Erics a fuckboy"

Influences are a dime a dozen

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

Your a show without a channel

That’s only if they handle

Spit a poem or a diss

I don't fiend for beef: i eat bitches

A church hymnal planning a pandemonium

Niggas hate us, but we famous so i never blame them

Not a fake person, that's the sims man

You're a disaster a sham,

Now hey little mama

Yup you got a lot a

You're a pussy not a cat

Mortal kombat, my shit is beyond rap

A store that dosen't get a

A legend have to bow, africa