This is a song about "Kevin smith"

As kevin federlines,you just saying whatever rhymes and im better times

Really probably waitin' on vh1 to do a lil show called rappers wives

Kevin wish he could to heaven, i'm just guessing

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

This track rips, a smith and wesson is my protection

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

I tacked, now my eyes bare they aren't john smith blank stares,

We dont die, starin down the barrel of a smith & wesson

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

This rap is supose to be funny but im no kevin hart

But there's a devil in the ghetto tryin to tear it apart