This is a song about "Little shit chris"

I'm explicit while you're shit ain't talking a little bit

You see they way out they minds with no return ticket

Bitch i'll sift your shit and swiftly switch, i'm torturing little kids,

And we don't fucking make horrorcore, you fucking idiots

When i was little i was writing shit while other kids was out skipping rope

I'm killlin' off everybody and anybody who calls 2 chainz dope,

Trying to get his life together, or what not

Gained a hundred pounds to be a fat white chris rock,

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

Im obvious-ly bright..u like chris brown....u goin blonde(blind) an shit,

You ain't gon find that

A little piece of shit

Spit sicker, keep this bigger little shit lit like bic flickers,

Now i'm back on my grizzle, a plethora of strippers

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

Your the little shit that, nobody knows!