This is a song about "Exposition irony resolution figurative language genre"

The quibble's irony killing me, free of hyperbole

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

And non-nigga friends got it with him

2014 with a resolution

Of my dick, head, melon off and let it rip

That they made a new genre for you called hop hip

To pete. ganja to marijuana. causing psychodrama when i end the

My music is borderline insanity and of the horrocore genre,

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

No resolution, just stayin to my true me.

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

Story of keeness, #bore-ing these cretins with irony

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Tomfoolery on the genre

U speaking currency, now u talking my language.

We skip right to fucking, they call you to do lunch