This is a song about "Fucking taylor"

In the front row at a holy justin bieber show

Time fucking froze, death is just another fucking foe

Go pop some pills or something

See, now im the fucking king

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

I guess i'd even settle for just taylor

I jam all music from pearl jam, taylor swift, tupac and grateful dead

This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head

They forgot who they fucking with taylor dalton and his mom are gonna get delt wit

Bitch i can't let goi been strugglin' too long, thuggin' too longand niggas is stealing my shit

And im here to fucking win,

She all on my skin

But radio ain't trying to follow suit

Then you're fucking confused,

Fucking nonexistent as my fucking competition

So get your glass lift it up in the toast position