This is a song about "Offensive and tasteless"

I see yesterday i called you names, and played games on yo' mind

Yeah there's some distaste up in my rhymes and i'm offensive and i'm blind,

Tats out and my hair long

And once i'm dead and gone

Because cancer has the answer to every offensive and defensive punch

Walk like i'm drunk, swagga so uhgodyard trunks go around i got a bunch

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

I'm a gentlemen women tell me my wisdom is different

There was a time when they hated all the southern rappers

Catch me writing offensive lyrics, catch you with a purse

Thunder and clouds amaze and peer

A lot of people called it last year

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold