This is a song about "Momma master tied rape bed break anal hemorrhage blood die shit splat scat"

Keep your eyes open, i can only say i'll try

By a rope tied up, never gonna cry or die

Bullet holes in brains goodbye time to die, no hearts just pain inside blood

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

Duct tape and tied to the motherfucking bed post

Pimpin' this shit up, hittin' ho's, yet respect for my momma.

The beer flowin' like water, louie bag with the prada

My moschino that fire, bet you never seen that

Rappers i look up to they got records, i'mma break that shit

Noticed it was 10pm. shit! bed time.

And just in time your head is mine

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

Id die for anyone that believed in this shit

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

In yo momma bed, that feelin' you feel is anger