This is a song about "Rap fuss"

Still unravelling rap

Saying they this and that

They say we did this to ourselves so why even fuss

Lookin' out, retarded kids screamin' out fuck slob, jesus

This the overdosage of lyrical rap

Binded between, carryin' the flag for an area that drag

Alias, mussolinimentally unstable, "g" status

My brain seemed ready to fight, but my peers told me to show no fuss

In a fuss n' cussin up a storm jackin off watchin porn chokin myself with chloroform

Instead of livin sad in jail i coulda died free and happyand my cellmate's raped on the norm

Thats the end of my speech, i'm a need you to clap

Fo ta lova rap, i always loved rap,

Causing a fuss, bringing a rush and blazing a blunt

I'm gettin help for this addiction, now golf ain't important

All of this fuss for heisenberg's blue meth

The best is that which i accept and nothing less