This is a song about "I m 2 hot"

I m stuck with my laptop in this shitty office...

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

I m gonna fuck u hard and fast like i m in a race

I’m a sinner, jesus christ, please forgive me for my ways

Now i m getting bored and started to write this shit...

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

Bt i m still writing my rap which is lyrical and melodious....

Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms

Hey y'all i''m sick like necrophiliacs in graveyards

Atop the pyramid, i'm on my i m pei dreams

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight

Cos i m working in this shit...which my daddy made...

Use pine tar like pineda, its so hot in the bleachers, 2 strikes for nova/

But it won't make no difference when i rip this verse and collaborate tonight/ and uh