This is a song about "I dont even know she is still wkth dat nigger"

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

Hutch is a mixture, like a white nigger,

I dont even know my own head but im sure it dont lie to me,

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

Cause i know you like vegetables even though i don't

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

I dont even spit game , all i do is speak

The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Half of the time i dont even know what im doing

Screw dat, i gotta get even for my region, swallow the semen,

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

All i hear is irritation, she even pulled out a walker

Oughta eat the bitch with salt and wash it down with a gallon of water

But she dont know the story

On they twitter writing novels, see