This is a song about "Gothic punk"

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

He's a punk , he copies my lines when the beat drops,

And eat him alive i'm a c.m punk

Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust

But he was probably from your crew, you fuckin punk

Got all these niggas approaching their mixtapes different

An watch you cry trying to find the ways to try running away punk

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

I hate you punk, in my mind you suck

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

But im taking a dump on ur little beef punk

As my name get bigger this game get different

But i’m worth it though work this shit so perfect though

Sorry punk you just met raps first youthful maestro,