This is a song about "Just want all dicks"

Dc has never seen such progress

All i want now, is death

I want it all... all of the money

Its a war with the enemy

Just want to emphasize all your perfections that i view.

Let's get off the phone and we can speak when i see you

Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights

You never want to understate my rhymes, just underline all the signs

Sing all you want, just don't drake on they ass

But i let off everything i have

That's like saying one condom fits all different sized dicks.

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

They just want to be feared

And you could find interest

I just want you to listen

Shout out chicken getting chicken