This is a song about "Liam is a twat"

I came up hungry

Is a necessity,

Her love is like a drug

But you know what

Through all that rain, i kept my flame

Bitch this is not a game

Malcolm sex is still a

Coroners comfort your mama

Every day, a star is born,

Cause they fear me in physical form

They even raped her so we blazed they padautomatic shots rang out, on every block

Talking shit because he knows for a fact his whack, ill steal ya missus an tongue her twat,

You see him as a god

My rap is like a gunshot