This is a song about "Little shop of horrors"

Fuck you cop, you can nibble my cock

Faded like a barber shop

Or he should of been a little quicker

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

And ya section know when any day tecs could blow

The opposite of sane, yea a little bit psycho

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

A little more of me through generation of a debate of hatred

Cause i break it out a lot

I'm sittin in the barber shop

This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop

Banker banker, dealership, and the rim shop

I was sitting on the couch reading yellow paper

Now let me give you a little taste of my flavor

Put expressions in their music and create the face

Of this little twat, this little disgrace,