This is a song about "Put em in a hearse"

Y'all write hateful lyrics and put 'em in concerts working,

The morgue could afford just cause we was doing murdering

Put you in a hearse, completely un-fuckable, fred durst,

Let's go shopping, get your purse, them bitches be tricking first

Put em all in a line, add an ak-47, a revolver and a nine

And on skype bet you say "le where my flight at?", if i decline

Ass cap, put em in the river,

Even if you not a stripper

Little scrapes, little dents - i got over

And if they try to stop you, put em in the er

And if you light skin you might want to be careful

Put you in a hearse, treat you like bacterial

When you look at em, you'll be put in a daze,

It came to the point he couldn't look 'em in the face