This is a song about "Ryan is a cunt"

Mc'ing ain't dead, but the scenery is different

Now im up here smokin blunts, rubbin your moms cunt

Crash and burn, ryan dunn

Cold world no blanket son

Devil is jealous, cuz compared to me he aint nothin but a open cunt

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

I'm about to track you down like a bloodhound, cunt

I'll smash the cunt, and tell him to have a blunt before i slag him off

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

And more than confident

You know you're a cunt

So you can stuff it all you want, you complain-ass cunt,

My parents went away on a week's vacation and

Cuz it's k-man, ryan and the bars we got left

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast