This is a song about "Fucking cunts"

For me it's all that matters i harm cunts with slashes

Hate me if you want to but always remember this

Plus big truckin too it's nothing

Dry land , but its my fucking

To fucking serious,

Off rip that's genius

For tryin' to communicate through a song

Cunts goin round wid a strap, one shot your bros gone//

When i’m looking in the mirror

Fucking painting picture

Fucking nonexistent as my fucking competition

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

And blast you with his fucking

Nah i ain't sprung or nothing

The owner bout to prosecute, the niggas tell her that she's cute

More lube, squeeze this mother fucking tube, [ehehehe] im so fucking rude,