This is a song about "Laugh"

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

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

Of your image, your touch, your laugh

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

When i told a joke he would laugh

But you don't have a chance

Poke out from behind her

Id laugh like "whats the matter"

Still stop and i laugh; ma, get them rocks in your ass

It's no show but all these niggas wanna laugh//

Baby got that super bass

Blow some fucking hash and laugh

Tryin' to make iti only got one chance

Get up n walk away, just laugh.

When they see that needle they can't help but laugh

I'm just taking names, then i'm kickin' ass