This is a song about "Parody of radioactive"

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

This oddity is scared to be a parody of clarity, it's no rarity

A little more of me through generation of a debate of hatred

Trust me these niggas rushed me for something my cousin probably did

No tarot card reading; i'm foreseeing you niggas vanish

My money is turning me green no wonder im called radioactive,

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

Real words...elegant: a piece of art

Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces

Of which im not exactly proud of,

Dropped out of school never made it to the 12th grade

Because of my constant fear of being betrayed

His movies were just a fucking parody

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

I'm a radioactive rapper,lines poisining like iodine.