This is a song about "Gg you cunts"

And a finger in the middle that i leave em with

For me it's all that matters i harm cunts with slashes

I got a dolla and a dream, real niggas on my team

Every week nosy cunts reading a magazine

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

He'd fucked you up, pawn you, murk you, lyrically leavin' you diagnosed//

But i guess i'm just gonna make this fish stew because

Locked in tight cause you're trying to keep this cunts buzz

Cause when i make this stew

Baby you know i love you

Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet

They cunts think that we are weak

Den i put that ho on the welcome mat

Now those cunts in prison gave me the fucking clap

Thinking about you, you slag

Nigga ain't bad, see, niggas just had