This is a song about "Fucking up mcs"

Bringing up fucking ro-bots

I let you know you dealing with dogs

Ain't a fucking party until someone throws up

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

My all gold rolly or the

Im dressed up like fucking santa

Fuck it, momma's proud of her asthmatic thin fuck

Then change my fucking mind whenever i go belly up

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

So instead of fucking up there systems more,

Take a puff from the blunt and watch the smoke swirlmy mossberg goes boom, what's another plug

Im carving the cavity in mcs that manfully stand to me, but ill beat them up

But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck

She ain't picking up strangers from the road, fucking up,