This is a song about "Lyrics with no cussin"

Ride presidential got me feeling like obama

Lyrics hotter then lava, spit mixed with java

Break himand let him see tha face of a mental patient

He's even typing these lyrics with his finger all stitched

Come with some kiddie lyrics,

Went out and had a church of kids

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

Out of lyrics and nitpicks with silly gimmicks.

My name hold weight and you don't really keep the bar raised

To be confident in my lyrics or no one will saint

Man these songs that i made in my bedroom and shit

U tryin to act hard with these weak lyrics u spit

And we still high assed outscreamin' 'thug till i die'before i passed outbut now that your gone

In a fuss n' cussin up a storm jackin off watchin porn chokin myself with chloroform