This is a song about "Mien un fuher"

Straight bad bitches i run, through

Un wearable by you

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

I condone violence an force silence amoung bitchers an snitches pop un the head like there blisters

But if she ain't gonna smoke it ain't gon' happen

Gonna nuke these bitches like i'm kim-jong un

Un-denied respect, so i stride to perfect every line i connect

Why'd you slang crack? cause i had toa nigga gotta pay the fuckin rent

Yeah, glitterati, big bodies and tall swings

And un-tether 'n' treasure your feather wings

How about the issues of the uneducated or the un elevated

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick