This is a song about "Party is over"

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

Ya career is done ya raps lines are over

Shit is over i'll drive over you in my rover damn, i'm the son of sam you vultures

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

Titty, ass, hands in the air, it's a party over here

Don't give a shit so my dick fuck bladders in your ear

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

If you just came here to party,

Synthesizer, i'm the mothafucking master

Hate the party scene but hardly means church is the answer

Tell mummy i'm sorry, this life is a party

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

Maybe this chapters over but the next is about to begin

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Makes for a hell of party