This is a song about "Id rather stick my finger in a blobfish"

Even now i keep a frown when i come arounddon't ask me about tha past

You callin for a truce fuck that i rather attack and put ya throat in my grasp

Id rather him rot from within

Riding around without a fuck given

Until they coughing up blood then i dip my finger in it

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

Sit on my middle finger and spin like a disco ball

Hittin your door while your car's spinning, hitting the wall

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track

Stick a wolf in a corner and he's bound to bite back

Ill stick my dick in your girls ass and finger blast her vagina to great mass i

In case i don't get intell all my people i'm a ridahnobody cries when we die

Better leave it all behind

Id rather have my piece of mind

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

Don't put me in the moment where my finger gets lonely