This is a song about "Lancypoohtv and icynicalc"

And don't ever (and don't ever)

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

She can only live for the moment

Grab the scissors and saws and

She got me caught up in the moment

Social conditioning and

I call it speaking tongues

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Bitches pursue me like a dream

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

Everyday a star is born

And once i'm dead and gone

Living young and wild and free

I'm on i-80 though with my baby

And kill yourself and your clique

Have no souls indeed