This is a song about "Justin burberry"

It ain't hard, swear to god. these niggas ain't real at all

But i started a fuckin' brawl! i heard justin call.

Educate yourselves, of africa

God damn justin, now did ya really have ta-

A massacre that is about to occur with justin so split

Drivin and typin, not payin attention, missin they next exit

Justin bieber you have permission to leave ugh/

I'm stunting, got em sick to their stomach

Not even on the distance factor chicks who pick the rapper

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

So come carl and justin, burn y'all like a fuckin' oven

Cause i've been doing this since pooh fucked christopher robinson

So before i have seeds gotta understand my roots

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