This is a song about "Punk bitches"

Walking around like he's some hardcore fucking punk

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

You get the picture? i hope not cause i'm no punk

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

Make martin luther tell god i'm the future for heaven's talent

An watch you cry trying to find the ways to try running away punk

Shit i'm about to murder this punk

Cause 2012 might not be a fucking legend

He was acting like a hardcore punk

I'm ring winnin, my jeans different

You're just some ghetto punk, but me, i'm a dope guy.

Keep your eyes open, i can only say i'll try

But, damn you write alot. too bad it's a waste, punk,

I got a penny in my pocket, million in the trunk

Fake punk, talkin all that shit, you ain't rough

But you been looking for love in all the wrong places