This is a song about "My slightly damp ass rag"

Enter my gas chamber, ya gangsta, my ass

1st class hermes, panamera, purp pass

Felt like the towers when the planes went on crash

But if i had just kept my head up my ass

Static in my brain gone, and the fog slightly cleared,

Gotta keep at it, gotta stay focused

So listen when the sisters whisper slightly audibly,

I tell em "honey, i no cher" i'm so sunny

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

My ass got sulky n' grumpy

So everyday my ass i'm busting

See i'm fronting, get your food, keep on running

Kicked out on my own ass

Just put your hand on the glass

Take her to my place put a rag on her face and pour water on it/

See this what happens when you rap like you ain't no ones favorite