This is a song about "I despise you that is why i put glue on your thong"

I put that on everything

Tell them niggas they sleeping

That you see is exactly why i feel this angst indeed, these pangs in me that angrily

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

I put that on everything

Don't want to be the king

I would probably kill myself if you told me you was gay

Or i might just decapicate you and put your head on display

You aint a threat i smoke you from a bong and blow you out into a thong

But ya chose to go before meand brothas miss ya while your gone

I rap sharply like i spit a tack at you i stick to the track like glue

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

Got your bitch in her thong no bra on. bout to beat that pussy up, man i dont give a fuck.

This high powered cell at the county jailpunk judge got a grudge, can't post no bail, what

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

So that anything you say is ricocheting off of me and it'll glue to you