This is a song about "Fat english cunt"

The best english speaking people all around the continent

I do not know how that dead body got inside of my trunk

So you can stuff it all you want, you complain-ass cunt,

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

I'm about to track you down like a bloodhound, cunt

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

Your an insurgent an i'm a english sniper,

Goadome nikes, the cortazone of the poem writer

I know what you do with that

Tallk about pussy, which is fat