This is a song about "Not knowing anything to write about"

Time to get my blood flowin, im colder, told her knowing

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

Which i will then proceed to eat, not knowing

But conflict never solves anything about

You took the hatred of yourself and just project it out

About anything (etc.)

P stand for pacqiauo nigga

Knowing that my parents do not care

Cars just like sneakers, just got me ten pair

She make me chili like t-boz, me leave her out

To make what i write worth to rap about

In a religion that preaches love, it's okay to bash anything that's not heterosexuality.

Shitty little slutty wannabe you calliope or a newbie please don't bug me if you need me

It really takes me about a day just to write good lyrics and

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt