This is a song about "Insert"

I insert a rhyme this time jus to get u terrorized,

Dope money still a object, it’s the same damn grind

Why should i insert a verse until i'm out of breathe

When you rapping how you rapping, bitches pack up and leave

Be yourself, just show me you're real

Chorus: (insert chorus here)

Sign on the dotted line before i insert all the verbs,

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

I’m so foulx-rayin' every girl blouseforgive me, i’m back calm now

But people say you'll find a way to insert another love somehow.

I like to ask the bad bitches if they ass is real

Yeah, you mothafuckin' (insert insult here)