This is a song about "Justin beiber raps"

A massacre that is about to occur with justin so split

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

Me and justin back and forth though we're different dudes,

Flyer then the rest of them, still got my nike boots

And that goes for don, 420, justin, carl, great, and randy,

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

You try because justin, you lack what makes a man inside/

Always wanted a piece of the pie, now it’s sliced right

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

You trynna fight, is like justin beiber rapping a mad disaster

My rap is bigger than the reirement of justin bieber

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her