This is a song about "Ruby shooters"

Bro what can you say about me i'm serious, what that ruby think i'm hideous,

Tryin to torture em to tell, i'm gettin mailbut ain't nobody sayin much, the same old nuts

Weaker shooters than stormtroopers slayed off

Or shift keys or it i placement cause

Hello every body here is to my friend ruby

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

I put them shooters on the corners like that nigga dirk

And i hang with wolves cause i'm an evil bastard

Never seen a creator consulting his users all the others are faggots, all the others are losers

Your mother was a baby boomer i fucked her on a table at hooters and passed her to my shooters

I'm a phoney but no ruby i never lied about my appearance, i've lied to all this

When those trash bags middle initial was loyalty compare to yal backstabbing bitches.