This is a song about "Global offensive"

Rep misses a-u-g-a and now i'm going global/

Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble

Yeah there's some distaste up in my rhymes and i'm offensive and i'm blind,

It's nothing to deny for having such a mind, i'll be having y'all in mind

I say bitch a lot, though i'm proud of my sisters

Catch me writing offensive lyrics, catch you with a purse

Got my niggas denying global warming

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Its global enslavement, they've taken over the nation

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

Passion for global control and economic and social domination

Half the global wealth is split on one percent

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

Walk like i'm drunk, swagga so uhgodyard trunks go around i got a bunch

Because cancer has the answer to every offensive and defensive punch