This is a song about "Little faggot salvadorian who likes dick thinks he s an og grew up in the valley thinks hip hop is dead"

Was on my grind cause times were harder than a cellar floor

From an innocent little child, i grew up to love gore

Hey, don't do anything that i say in this song, okay? it's fuckin' fiction

420 is a fucking faggot,just to test him if he thinks he's sick ill disinfect him

Ain't no more of writer's block, fightin' hot, hip-hop is dead

My d & p frizest, they haven't seen the streets yet

Is it possible that i can be up in the likes

They were niggas quite similar to pitching the lines

I could destroy an entire village when i kill and bury

Who likes to battle rap and thinks i fuck with dairy

If lay-low thinks he can start shit, well i'll tackle him,

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

He thinks he could be a poet while he is peeing on a pot

Fed up with all the frauds and left y'all without a job

Indulging a meal when a toilet's in sight

Hip hop clone likes in my lane, not toned right