This is a song about "Love and hurt"

I munch a bunch of tacos with waverly's favorite wizard

A+'s is all i create, fake's- make fusses and cusses they butt hurt

Talk about my money please and feelings might just get hurt

And have them peoples leakin' like they cd isn't mastered

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Fuck y'all haters and make sure this hurt

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

Eat some tira and show my girth/ tira's my bitch and this is my hurt/

In hope to sever the curse and end all the hurt

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

Consequences hurt and karma's a bitch

Lying to yourself, all over an image

Got their rubbish money and managed to get off without being hurt

Saying they all different, but i don’t show them no effort