This is a song about "Mitchell s and taylor s mental retardation and small dicks"

I bet this brother be a better oneif i upset you don't stress never forget

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

And you wanted porthouse we brought semis and 9s/

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

And all that time with your friends put my momentum on decline

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

Spanglish, taylor, jamie, my ranking and yugioh trading cards

In these new lebron viiis, you are just a witness

I aint just spit in this s*** to sound all rough and tough,

Listened to hip hop and thoght i am not alone that´s all crazy

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free