This is a song about "Jack is a gay cunt"

I didn't take my fucking ritalin, this is a hype track

A psychopath despite the facts, more than michael jack,

On ds y’all, ds flow like nothing y’all heard

Are you a cunt, sap or bastard?

Tied up cunt in my basement like a prisoner

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

The reality is i don't know jack

To getting rich off a dream, i throw it the bag

Eighth grade i got a message on facebook from a gay,

She said i'm her hideaway i get her off like a holiday

She can't know where my mother stay

Because what you spit is gay,

You know you're a cunt

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

I'm telling you the truth when i say bruno mars is gay.

I'mma do the right thing though, take shock anyway