This is a song about "Failure not an option"

So much class, double d’s and ass

I know the pain of failure lasts

And movin' you moanin', music on the counter in the kitchen

You might not know me,i created an entire vision

I know how failure tastes

With some bartles and james

I'm not an atheist, nor satanic or agnostic

I don't care about your drive unless you talkin' ridin' dick

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

And throwing up is there only option,

And i be good til the fat woman sing a note

An early toke, not a burly bloke, but sturdy folk

Im not even stable to stand up without an enemy

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

That just makes them a nobody, a failure as an individual,

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will