This is a song about "Rotten disbelief"

You'll never get to the top with your rotten clothing or are you just posing you

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

You cant disagree that your life is surrounded by great disbelief

She like me from that no hands but i'mma need her to use no teeth

Average techniques that leave you in disbelief stomp an gutted in your local streets

Mercy is for the weak when i speak i screamafraid to sleep; i'm havin crazy dreams

I know they pay me too much of attention

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

I want to tie her body up and throw her in my basement

Of disbelief the past is over its time for the future and

Ironic cause your lipstick is red, of course

You drawin straws talkin laws rotten jaws

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

I'm what they see as rotten, i'm the forgotten

The news is applauding them trodding over the rotten corpses

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was