This is a song about "Fucking stout s fatty patty"

Thanks to you, d p s drowns!

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

Dopeboyz hatin' but them faggots is a lotta talk

Lord- i'm 'bout to sawed off you in the face, cough "stout fraud"

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

I guzzle up at the bar

Bad, just like an 80's car

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Just to try to get a piece of success, love me less

There's no truth in your life but your lies were stout

Quote un-quote backpack still bring them bitches out

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Po-po wanna pick his brain, ho's wanna give him brain

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Sasha's daddy just rolled up another fatty