This is a song about "Ill fuck your dead corpse"

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

Ill end this so you can get back to whatever the fuck you spend your time doing,

Cutting me this worthless check

Fuck around with me you just get dead

Serve me 'cuz hip-hop degrades you, bitch i'll strip your corpse,

And the headrest had to have about eight thorns

25 on the bear hoodie, go and tell peta

On my mothers dead corpse, though he had gonorrhea.

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Its unfortunate i had to metamorphosis your corpse to ashes,

Yeah, they all convinced but all for shit

Spit at your corpse while i'm at it

Bang your dead . so ill call jesus and tell him i killed you cause

Nobody rep for the skins, they busy cheering them stars

My voice make her wet

Your raps are so brain dead