This is a song about "Insults"

Where they are afraid of all the insults

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

Cos i can't manage to absorb your slow ways of spewing insults in my face

I'm hauling, bawling daring and taring stunts whist calling insults,

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

Just direct insults and wordplay-stuff thats highlighted

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

The way i flow the way i rap, your insults are my incentive to tap

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that