This is a song about "Pancake fucking"

Style is patent, the measures is drastic

You fucking bitch, go suck your brothers dick, fucking prick.

I think found where your mind was

To fucking serious,

Im screaming to the fucking sky

These haters hope i hurry up and die

Be fucking specific

Baby am i slick

He couldnt flip a pancake.. i wonder how he got the job

And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not

He gave 'em the platform

Youll get your fucking neck torn,