This is a song about "Over rated with fatness"

Now i can do over the left, with the left over salt from you

Ay when we first met you was too tense for me to get through

Allright now thats over with all you haters

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

Bend over touch your toes ,then drop with it

Every day was a saturday, shit

I wanna die so i can get this life over with

He's in it for the sportrunnin circles round his

With brain splattered all over the hallway

Cause i ain't really care what the rest say

Run them over with tractors i'll gun your shoulder

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

And you all will respect that

Leave the scene m rated