This is a song about "Eryn morton"

Uh, i'm tryna learn something new

Cause you freakin' idiot,that's just you

I like to call that a quick flip

Well you're just an idiot.

I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots

Corrupting our minds with an idiot box

That'd be the day his label treat him like a signal fade

Illegitimate, idiot, gangbanger affiliate

Ain't got time for dumb bummers or idiot blunders

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

We are so done, you stupid cretin/

Me and my microphone could be one

You are a goddamn idiot you nigga

Educate yourselves, of africa

In the front row at a holy justin bieber show

I verbally murder y'all like marsh, but y'all are mellow