This is a song about "Roblox roasting"

I never quit it, the youngest one of my mother's children

No i'm not so yall can stop with all that criticism

Snapped your back in half followed by decapitation hot as cajun

Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one

So behold these are the bitter truths of life that will forever remain untold

Didn't even care whether it's summer or blistering cold , platinum records were getting sold

Your either as hot as the sun or as cold as ice

Also, this mothafucka got a nine to five

Bout as hot as pot lines being sold on your block

No pork on the fork, but it’s white in the pot

Thinking they hot as can be,

Let me rideuntil i get free

Make love to the beat as he caressed the hot lines

This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines