This is a song about "Moose with muffin top"

Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went

Cause i hung my original self from the top bunk with a belt

Shit i'm lying too! told that bitch i love her for her mind

Like a hunter killing a moose in the wild

While ruthless kingpins (rush to the top) with crooked winnings

Soon as para finite will paralyze her existence

Top 3 mc along with kendrick lamar, together they make-up, rock nation

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

It's my time, top it off with two pistols

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

High foe knows pike disaster, muffin amour

After this eighth be high like out of middle school

Woof, bitch, top dog lay yo girl face on my lap, let her play with my sack

You can mix 'em all together you would still be twice as bad

Ive just joined this site, but tonight, im rising to the top with only one fight,

Period gonei'm off the hook like cordless phonesmy identity so right