This is a song about "Idiots"

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches

Idiots tryna get intimate, doesn't matter who they did it with.

There's several idiots, with the federal syndicates threat to no ends/

Since i ain't in many penitentiaries the best revenge is fuck friends

For all of these illiterate idiots.

Go and get it motherfucker, if you murder kids

She said that we could switch it up and you can sit where mama sits/

[i] is it impossible to idolize myself from ill-born idiots?

And how the purpose is keeping idiots in these nations,

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

The anonymity of the internet makes idiots brave

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

But when you step out, why these bitches run out

And laugh at these idiots walking around

Fucking idiots, you say crap to people with different faith

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace