This is a song about "Extreme"

Extreme scream coming from this crippled teen!

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

Jews killed, christians convert, and muslims are extreme

Penncounting pennys over tha years

Going to extreme measures

I spitting bars the metronome the money machine

I'm about to call the police, this is getting extreme

This dj ain't got the heart nor spleen to reach levels this extreme,

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

Your execution will go one a live stream i take this to the extreme

I will always beat you because i have extreme devotion,

Mr. i-don't-give-a-fuck-about-you what they callin' him