This is a song about "Nuisance"

Shout out to joe and chris, it's a.p on my wrist

"what a nuisance!" look at the newsprint

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

Everybody loves to root for a nuisance

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

Everybody loves to root for a nuisance

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

A nuisance, wasting time, cutting and pasting headlines in the papers

Had i not been exposed to these things

To get my mind of this fucking nuisance,

No, i can’t called bitch i’m lying, i don’t use my phone, shit

Love is a fusion of nuisance and putrid muses like cupid

This is new shit, a nuisance,

They bringing me fish and chips

You just another percentage feeling my rampage, i'm slightly a nuisance

Without my crew and me, slurring words and spitting so loosely but its so fast its