This is a song about "Marie gona ist fett"

But im never gona change

With foreign names, valet the range

Niggas shoot over bitches

And your gona want a kiss

Niggas fightin 'cross the whole planet, so it could never be peace

You and give them a little kiss. they like you gona choke, he's

While half my mental belongs in a cage

Im lying if i think its ever gona change,

That's why i never claimed i was the best

Screamin for ya mommy like dat b*tch gona help/

Yea you know you're gona want it/

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that