This is a song about "Offensive tasteless"

I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run

The mic's offensive with lines i've written

Catch me writing offensive lyrics, catch you with a purse

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

No talent and tasteless

On the slow jam of love

A fuckin' sausage fest will them shaky niggas get married then

It's offensive but that's life and if you can't beat em join em

On whole new level of offensive,

Flyer them the rest i told you i'm ish

They're the prey, that's why we take the offensive

Fall, bitch, give me everything, i'm taking all this

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

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

Insightfully write that right so keep your parasites paralyzed