This is a song about "Hartlepool is a shithole"

My lyrics is a virus

All we need is convienient love

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

Malcolm sex is still a

Everybody is a winner, nobody is a fake

Petey pop off, rip, free lou, been lootin’ money since like fourth grade

This rap thing is a book...

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

Is when a person has a artistic skill

Loud pack, i propel. burgandy, out to kill

To the 'r'. ruin niggas hopes of success

His life is a complete mess

Thinking my life is a crime

At the same damn time

Could make the eyes of the blind perform

Every day, a star is born,