This is a song about "Justin faggit"

And i wanna be like #justin and jt: make a profit

And mansions on the fault line of a shaky market

Nigga, you don't claim none, fan i am the teacher

Now this has just set up for justin bieber

My rap is bigger than the reirement of justin bieber

Hating the picture in the mirrorthey claim we inferior

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

Justin do you mind taking the microphone from me

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

I don't give a fuck either like father, like son, i'm done

I look up to randy, great, 420, lucifer, justin too

I guarantee our change whatever we go through

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

Nigga i tranquilize a bucketful of crabs damn right

Fuck a cold sore, getcha getcha own cup

Justin bieber you have permission to leave ugh/