This is a song about "Newt and nash"

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Where you welcome to problems

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

I see a young teen

Sanyo, and handheld and handgun

Shit, we don't believe none of them

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

And don't ever (and don't ever)

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

And my tongue stay flicking, over clits and fucking lips and

The prerequisite is gun clappin' so what happened

This batmobile is real hard to steer

Thunder and clouds amaze and peer

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

It's so hard for civilians, thank god you with a boss