This is a song about "Little ranger bastard"

I run through my life as just a little bastard,

Know i meant, every motherfuckin word

Girl, i put in that work

Because your a sick bastard

This a different motor man better go to work

Cause im dressed to kill, fresh to death, get like me, bastard

This is like love, that you can never get

Compare me too that bastard pot head

And i don't care if she gone, in a long skirt

Fatherless son to the rap game bastard

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

She in dangerima about 2 save her pink ranger

Always knew where the pot was

Not a bastard but inglorious

You get your ass kicked you ignorant bastard

While niggas flirti'm sewing tigers on my shirt