This is a song about "I don t give ah"

I plan to do worse, ah fuck it tomnight i guess imma eat first

I know it's hard but who does god choose to go through it worst

Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.

You never gonna forgive me, but your so damn pretty

Then i vomit on your t shirt like it's mom's spaghetti

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Its ah stormy cold night where i live

Never wanted so bad for 2pac to be alive

I'm hot as hell, don i'll give you pac and l

Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell

I hope you don seen i just killed this shit

And tired of his shit and tries to just split

Oh, i was raised by the stop sign

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

Ah yes, once again, i cock the tec or ruger,

I wanted a brother my mother i told her