This is a song about "Rotten pussy"

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

My talent should take me places i've never been

Haha well thats where you're wrong pal, this shit is rotten

Thats why we're always goin and we don't gotta go with them

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

The news is applauding them trodding over the rotten corpses

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

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

Hopin' that my niggas see

I think you're a pussy

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Waitin' in the fields to pick the cotton, sick and rotten nations,

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

I don't give a fuck either like father, like son, i'm done