This is a song about "Kim jong un"

As i light one for ill will

Un-saran wrap the purple

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

I condone violence an force silence amoung bitchers an snitches pop un the head like there blisters

Like kim did maybe where my keys is i never lay where fleas is

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches

But like theese rappers( tell kim jung you to stop startting shit)

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

Gonna nuke these bitches like i'm kim-jong un

So fuck being un-heard, imma make it roar

Gold chains, 24, niggas must be shinin' more

I am un breakable and unshakeable im also unattainable

Hustlin in our hoods , slanging nothing but the goods / street to street you will

Put you in a hearse, completely un-fuckable, fred durst,

Oh, cause when you rich you are on top of the world