This is a song about "Rhett and link"

That makes threemy laywers getting cash up the ass

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

Put the purp in the blunt

What i do, through and through and

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats

And link me all your shit in hopes i'll go and read your fuckin raps

I promise to keep it honest

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Grab the scissors and saws and

Fuck you if you feelin' different

And their mothers and fathers

Im always on the yard like farmers

All we need is convienient love

That's the link to the recorded vocals.