This is a song about "Iggy azalea"

And this from a person that never believed in religion

At school my teacher would try to plant seeds of wisdom,

Skies are black, clouds are red

One day a bed

Flows smooth as swish in baskets

I'm with your girlfriend eating chips

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

Whats the reason man, bad apples spoiled this mango plant

Cause i’m going out with a fist raised

Coughing up octane, slick and smooth tongs stained

Slicing off heads is how i calla truce

One time for the girls with the right shoes

I'm just sayin' the truth, when i spit i speak smooth

Play zeus, homeboy, get a replaced tooth