This is a song about "Love songs suck"

Without your love it's cold as fuck

Your songs are the cause of havoc,

And sing songs every stary night

I heard that statistic i almost cried

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

These i ideas that i speak in my own songs

Huh, a metaphor of course

I could barely write these songs

Songs all about bitches tits.

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

From punky little songs for competition

Wussup with all these love songs?

Shots, they back and forth

And of course, my car's off course

Just here to rap them songs