This is a song about "George stupid die"

Now its your turn to die

Blowin' fluke horns, i'm not high

Small, but you talkin' big

But the kid aint stupid

Really your so stupid

Razor grips, laser spit

I spit it like a loaded nine, pop

Caught george with a hand on his cock

I'll never be retro like a cool kid

Just hate when you people stuck on stupid

And drastic movement of people acting stupid

The shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid

I'mma sign that work and release that

How dare you call me stupid!

I can't believe i fell for his stupid act- this stupid trap-

And you can check my stats cuz worldwide they attesting to that