This is a song about "Rotten disbelief"

See me as blasphemous for i don't need them

Rotten bodies piled up, goners or followers men

Death due peak, toxic rotten leak my mouth seeps.

Know what they mean, everything ain't what it seems

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one

Think i was stiff and rotten dissed and forgotten

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Present on the train of disbelief the past is over

Yet, it is forever and a day to forgive and forget one

Shoutin and poutin, becomin rotten, your swing plane's forgotten

You drawin straws talkin laws rotten jaws

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

Like this rotten candy beat with biggie smalls speech

And we gon' take it do max but i don't know screech