This is a song about "Raging dildos"

You know the common statistic inspired by hoop dreams

Forget these troubles, war raging in the streets

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

Raging and raising up hell, waiting to pay someone else,

We'd have you fallin' and now you scrapin' from that kemba shake

You're raging an got some grammar issues go back to first grade

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

But now our hate is raw, raging wars, no peace, we’re fed up,

Finding a perfect storm of memories raging in fears

Her defense is up i'm wishing that it disappears

Will i rise to greatness im faithless ona basis being famous id be raging

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

I'm raging, ripping up the stage and

Don't know her name those ain't really important