This is a song about "Russian peasants"

I could win an oscar, russian accent husky

And this baby daddy, is new to the family

So if it comes down, may the best man win

But one last one, является ли это конец? russian

Fuck kissing and hugging. they love pushing your buttons

Rullette russian rappers and guns related they cousins,

The weight of my brethren ever so considered just peasants

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

Talking "bitch, you're now in the presence of peasants"

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

I treat haters worse then peasants. my goal's unpleasant

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

There is no control, like a gun barrel in russian roulette,