This is a song about "Result"

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

I took a look at the problem and result, my life is the aftermath.

I am the result of years spent revising,

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

Cause you are the result of being inbred, its called incest,

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Chunky bits were the result of those puffy chips

Check the thesis, reese's pieces result

Secret society all we ask is trust

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

My rhymes result in friction,sure you need lube,

You low zero and i beat all y'all ass in a game of guitar hero

The real result will end with your #funeral, a #skewed #sickle till your #pupils #grow