This is a song about "I m a slag"

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

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Now i m gonna tell u a real story....

Of a koenigsegg going 200 m-p-h trough the interstate

I'm spittin hungry like ain't shit up on my dinner plate

I'll smash the cunt, and tell him to have a blunt before i slag him off

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

21 years of age, being strapped with a m-4

Who's next to release? we guillotine them

I"m a savage as i ravage, with unstoppable damage.

I can't see your album coming, that shit's like a sucker punch

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds