This is a song about "Respect existence"

I’m a top tier nigga looking for respect

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

He would probably come in stores like "i invented existence

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

But we save the card, the charred cold existence

You always question, what happened to respect?

I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

He blew ounces quick, his deficient existence had astounded kids

Always got a song to do can't get along it's true

If you don't respect me then i won't respect you.

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

So how'd this nerved berserk murderer come into existence?

I feel like i have too much fucking resistance against my existence.

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears