This is a song about "Fuck you and your rhymes bitch i m hot a kid"

And shove my rhymes up your ass and declare you a fraud.

Let em play with her box, she give the greatest top

Ain't nobody checking for your garbage

And i'm toxic, this is hot shit, i won't stop bitch

Red beam on it like kano back, high price for the volcano rap

You big riding fag fuck you and your swag bitch on the rag,

My only purpose in life to kill myself up on accident

Not so tough now bitch, who the fuck gives a fuck about all your porches and

And save your shitty freestyle rhymes for a kid in the 5th grade

Killa i roller cheese blazed, high as fuck and feelin' great

Fuck you and ya' attendance kid,

To mcs that don't rhyme good

I fuck ya bitch and rob ya house what you gonna do

Not knowin it's hard to carry on when no one loves you