This is a song about "Prove your feelings"

Soon as the stooly sings

Thought we had the feelings

The message that i'm urged to prove:

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

Your body's saying things i ain't never heard

I dont care about your feelings but are you hurt

Can you prove there's something you can call your breasts?

Cum again, invite 'em if you have any fun friends

Hating on my team until they see we won't lose

How many verses i gotta murder to prove

Before, music reflected my feelings,

Hot man, god damn, killa cam be live

When you know you have something to prove

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news

I don't want to hurt your feelings so i'm being gentle,

Ok, chief-in on whatever on another level