This is a song about "Liam bray"

Delivering a knock out punch to the illuminate.

The coupe i’m in is rented, i ain’t wit’ all that commitment shit

They rock n rolland bring tha funk to tha whole nation

Roar through the nation independence proclamation

I'm in the mood to battle, so, saddle your horses!

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

Somebody need to tell 'em that they can't do it like i can

I'm raw off the meat rack, have a cow in a beef, i'm going ham,

Because cancer has the answer to every offensive and defensive punch

Walk like i'm drunk, swagga so uhgodyard trunks go around i got a bunch

Try to reach for stars with every bar and fuckin verse i yell

And she ain't gay, but the only thing she like is fucking chanel

Got to the end of the tunnel

Your punch lines are pitiful