This is a song about "Lebanese band"

Your best lines are a rubber band gun

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done

Cause you can't even rap in the fourth grade band

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

Swear this closet full of heat, bitch i never need a match

One man band, ready to chant up an avalanche

Plus you should rap in a kg band

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

Instead of putting money towards the schools for todays band of kids

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

(the whoever has the ooze leather is band together.)

Cause you can't even rap in the fourth grade band

Just think of all the people that you knew in the past

Why every time i leave home bitches thirsty?saying she be with a nigga all night

I sound like a whole fuckin band, cuz im using my mic for slayin against the army of dike.