This is a song about "Horrible bosses"

You'll die a horrible death, i'll keep your eyes.

Them haters wishing they could see my demise

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

And thought of death creeping in my mind was so horrible.

And they'll forever out ya, that's why you always quiet

Screams from the (ku)laks got a horrible ring to it

Horrible conditions, will get to me fast,

Racks on racks, i don’t know how to act

You dead broke, yes folks, the jewels are like egg yolks

It's disgusting and horrible to see his clothes

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

And you look horrible, you got no fashion.

Deplorable horrible,

Got to the end of the tunnel

Malcolm sex is horrible

As i light one for ill will