This is a song about "Marc s cunt"

Don't second guess it girl there ain't nothing to think about

Fuck off stop bullshittin you silly cunt it dont get it out

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Boss in my hugo, floss like my tooth hurt

Are you a cunt, sap or bastard?

No shit, he's a gangster on the mic, yea right cunt

And you nervous cause ya ass probably feel different

Fed ain't dumb but they sittin' in the cold dark

I know what yall are thinking yea i hate marc!

So these are my real diss bars, now come at me cunt

Mc'ing ain't dead, but the scenery is different

But you're dissin everyone just like some ruthless cunt

The prerequisite is gun clappin' so what happened

And i got nieces who need me they fathers ain't important

Seemingly insistent to get a piece of this cunt