This is a song about "Im sick and tired"

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

Im tired of being slepted on

Where your girl at now?3 pills down that's on meand it wouldn't be a song

Are the poor and sick and tired who've been fighting too long,

I don't shop in the public, ain't finna wait in line

I’m sick and tired of criminals, i’m locking up a nine,

I got a big fear of flying

But im sick of the fighting

Real shit, twisted and sick feel me bitch? ill kill ya quick im itchin to put

Her body's been paranormal since buying that pair of titties, look