This is a song about "Karan the asshole"

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

About how i'm an asshole and i don't rap about relevant issues,

Caramel macchiatos when shawty get into work

Chilling with this asshole, he call himself sweatshirt

And i done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news

You asshole rappers spittin shit in the booth

Was tricked to sit on poop, by some puke-able asshole

See i know when the harsh reality take it's toll

They'll tell you i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

Money and sex, gore-tex donna karan and guess

So the devil that drove in her got in control

It's my first fucken rule i fire in the asshole

Fussing, i need a muffler, but mostly i'm just an asshole

Worse than the others -- bill clinton, mr. bob dole

For making an asshole

Timmy got his bike stole