This is a song about "Kirby salesman gon kill us"

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Everybody gon' respect the shooter

Ay yo you wonder who i are

Everybody gon' respect the shooter

Same bitches used to play me though

Now them broads gon' follow

She self made, i'm self made

But when we scrap you gon make

Detroit boy gon' fly, gon' get popped and land in novi

Catch feelings of a pussy, thats rarely homey

Never gon' be old shit

And i must admit

Arguably retarded cause after sex we stop again

We gon kill this shit, and leave exactly the same

All up under the covers day

What the fuck you gon say?