This is a song about "Louis being a fucking idiot"

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

Trip out fucking deadly being bit by bats and rats,

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Fuck a quarter, i wish you well being

Cause 2012 might not be a fucking legend

Louis prada thats how i stunt

She say she want a diamond, lisa raye welcome to the player's club

Played like a fucking game and always being talked about. so if you hatin shut

I dont really confess, im an idiot/

You feeling when you be drillin' that shit

Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket

To being a being and beating the back roads and being it

But when i knock this shit off, i'mma go and buy some laker shit

I'm experienced you're the weariest for a raw idiot

The time is now, on everything

Took the form of a human being