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

Well i dont give a fuck which bitch you flick bics with

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah

I"m ah gut you and the bitch that's with ya

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

I skip to places, smiling faces, while you fucking walk

Love to keep bakin new pies, strapin the scrapes off the side

Bitch so what this me and i don't give a fuck if you don't like.

Sabotage, sabotage, i love you

Fuck you swine and your bitch randy too

But let me thank destiny i'm still alive

Fuck you laylow your a bitch with no life

Same bitch you fuckin wit , yo nigga had a kid wit

Like a monica skinded with a madonna spirit

Make martin luther tell god i'm the future for heaven's talent

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