This is a song about "Lawyers rapist emails sociopath em forester room with a view"

Figure i would make the nba and make me a fortune

I'mma buy a summer house, with a rec room

Syllables, skill-a-holic (kill 'em all with)

Stussy’s g-shock with my custom pair of 3d glasses

I violate the game, they say that i'm a rapist/

Cause rolling with the fake got my loved ones killed

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Like a rapist who claims he has no recollection,

Ya kinda cute baby are you new in town

I'm over sitting in my room, with a sad frown.

Blood, sweat, and tears, it’ll be on your local walmart rack, soon

I got 'em cocked up in the closet like a faggot's room,

I sit in my room with a pen and a notepad

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

Yeah, i never dreamed of a gift

What it will take, i'm a rapist/