This is a song about "Niggers stink"

While im dishing out all of their wishes and burnin em faster than niggers in

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

My squad, holler the loudest, y'all niggers childish

We all here, from the dealers to the kids

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

I've been putting on mass like all these niggers here to worship.

Gotta be something for me write this

My squad, holler the loudest, y'all niggers childish

So i threw it in a rap so i'd remember that

In fact, they stink like the stuff dat oozes on a girl pad.

Ignore cus she mad again, then i hit her back again

These rappers stink i make em bloodied body but then karma came

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

Your raps stink, just like your shittin' armpits.