This is a song about "Satirical"

Shot down like a satirical dyke you got a frown will your rap drown

They playing with my hustle now, trying to shake my pockets down

If its not couture, i will not go to her

But some label me as a satirical liar/

But some label me as a satirical liar

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Cause i got the illest satirical lyrical untamed brain that's nothin new

Yessir, lets have a toast for the girls that you offer them ones but they ain't let you

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

But some label me as a satirical liar