This is a song about "Rape midget bode dart cunt"

Heard that you alright though

Stuck on point like a dart throw

You're coming up short of my kneecap, midget,

Don't believe me? then watch me empty out a full clip

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

You irish midget,i'm robbing you from the victory

No shit, he's a gangster on the mic, yea right cunt

My parents went away on a week's vacation and

Everybody wanna talk cause i'm rappin, they askin me what happened

But that's alright cause you'll be on your deathbed soon enough you insufficient cunt,

Round the world you better call me the lawn dart

So i'm going to need some help, on this next part

But since whitley gilbert and jada pinkett my world been different

Devil is jealous, cuz compared to me he aint nothin but a open cunt

Rape you with repetition

Lies, tangled with fiction