This is a song about "Kim kardishian"

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

And i know you lookin at me like you don't speak english

Pull a kim, grab the knife, and really fuck you

And i ain’t gotta say i’m fly, this g5 with the crew

That's why i traded r. kelly my sister for a new hit

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

So i think that you and kim should just head on down south

We in the field building muscle while you watch the house

So get your glass lift it up in the toast position

Perhaps i'm a writer like him, but ben with no kim or kin

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

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