This is a song about "Img src x"

And everybody's having sex

Quit your whining, bring it up with donald x.

Convertibles with turbo jets

Or a sunday fry x4

Sweet, okay makes sense

I found an escape (x2)

I slapped an x on your head

You already know you're dead

It’s the hard knock life (x2)

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

Wake up universe x2

I'm on deck i'm up next

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

I'm on task, but rappers be dropping x like they're malcolm,

It’s the hard knock life (x2)

A coward dies a thousand deaths