This is a song about "Jack off on your girls face then"

My music is like confetti rain when you win a race

Then i'll rome with the gods, rip the acne from your face,

If its not couture, i will not go to her

But i wiped off my face, then the voice took over.

Y'all the truth, got a connection with you all

Then spit it in your face when we brawl

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

But i wiped off my face, then the voice took over.

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack

Everything's intact, amma king, your a jack.

Mo county, va, show is over, encore

Broke his arm then smashed his face on the floor

And even then i'll be off on another damn trip

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

Different positions, but she still moaning the same

Separating your body from your face then eating your name,