This is a song about "Ill fuck your bitch"

Dream of the fame or a ring on her finger

Get your bitch over her and believe that ill hit her,

Cry, die, tie, then sigh from relief from bottling up too much grief ever since

Ill imprison you with my twisted lyrics and scream "fuck your independence!"

Pray to whoever got on the biggest of crucifix

Fuck a drive by ill walk up to your house and toss bricks

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

After my life force depletes kid ill haunt your dreams bitch,

Call me lazy, i ain't your baby

Your bitch want to fuck, well that's fine by me

Cheese/ fuck the paypa , ill do my time , your money i dont need / so when

Instead of countin sheep, niggas countin cannibalsand that's how it is in the pen

I give her vicoden relief you just an aspirin pill

Yeah bitch that's #nashville, i'm constantly writing bitch i crash ill