This is a song about "Kylie"

Charles manson in the flesh, i kill a nigga for the check

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

Rock over london, rock on the paris of the prairie

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Miley cyrus, the grammy awards, helen keller, a cucumber?

Ya'll better hope 2012 really real, cause the way i feel i'mma make ya'll suffer

I ain't mad at cha

Chloe haterz, see ya

Until you pawn the jezebels like cynthia hedge morrell

Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel

Hella dirty like i'm paris hilton

I'm fed up, we gotta start teach the children

Got my niggas in paris and they going gorillas, huh

Throw him off the banister, shoot him on camera