This is a song about "Have you"

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

That you obviously have no intelligence

Cause i ain't know for who or what the fuck to get

Influenza virus. i'll have you fed

Not sure if you have noticed

Young, handsome and focused

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

Oh have you missed me mother fuckers? oh of course you have.

Did you choose to have parents?

And panned out, i'm all in love

But you will have me anticipating

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

And every single weapon you have

Except she's got a little more ass

Might be the last one you have

I can barely wipe my ass