This is a song about "Gaping asshole"

Even when the skies is grey, and my money was low

Bi-annual, that asshole, nah i'm glad though

You would think that i had a match for a tooth

You asshole rappers spittin shit in the booth

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

About how i'm an asshole and i don't rap about relevant issues,

Meetin' fuckin' hoes on the road, it's takin its toll

Was tricked to sit on poop, by some puke-able asshole

Shaking to falling apart, a gaping galling hole in my heart

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

I'm a fucking asshole because i act by what i'm labeled.

I know mario's on the hook, but i was playing duck hunt

Purify that woman soul

Rhymes i shot up your asshole.