This is a song about "I a bastard"

Fat bastard ill shackle ya/and rattle ur chains

Roll you up and let it run through my veins

Rather capture the actor, oops i meant the pastor, fucking bastard n' after gather this chatter.

Slit sparks with a razor, hooked up to a taser, so as im slicing her i can tase her

Not a bastard but inglorious

Let me teach you all the sounds of love

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent

If real shit is dead then nigga i'm a bastard

And i don't care if she gone, in a long skirt

Dreamy little bastard, i done ran outta luck now.

Cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow

You're fucking with me, nigga

Bastard who seems like a

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Tommyp the devilish bastard, spinnin spells like i was a fuckin magic caster.