This is a song about "Laugh"

I just laugh, shit makes me gleeful

The root of all evil

I was like dr. dre, though, i have to laugh

I can barely wipe my ass

But you don't have a chance

Of your image, your touch, your laugh

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

You act like you sell records kid, you're makin me laugh

Hey, i get bored so fast that they won’t last

You don't know class and you look at me and laugh

When i told a joke he would laugh

You can't be wiping your ass

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

Then rip it out from under like a carpet and laugh

This murder on every track, this verse is an epitaph

Blasting recovery, windows down, so your buddies dash, my buddies laugh