This is a song about "Filth"

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

You sit in filth while you hate those who sit in wealth,

They have bitten the filth when they've wit#ness-#t his wits

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

You sit in filth while you hate those who sit in wealth,

The silver-lining couldn't find 'em up on any shelf

You leave filth in the mind of everyone that attends

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents

It ain't where i been

On the list of filth spittin'

You sit in filth while you hate those who sit in wealth,

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