This is a song about "Pap and fleis"

Check the stats, my team winning

And i'm dizzy and spinning

Snapple fact: you rather wack

And like to boast and brag

Grab the scissors and saws and

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

And remember what i said and

I fear no opponent

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

Pushing my way to the top but this time it feel different

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

I got alotta phones

And nasty remains and bones