This is a song about "Screw despair"

Nothing left to feel just despair your serial dancing with a devil

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Screw up the cup, i'm on

When you took my hand up so calm

The pope inside nine capsules, fuck it let's split a roll

Screw the labels, my crews get creative control,

But killing the competition in that cosabella thong

"how the fuck we supposed to screw, you're only two inches long"

Completely destroyed, beyond repair, living in despair

A king's assassination is why most often fear the hell

I felt hate and ugliness leaving my body along with despair.

Meet me in the tele where the lobby at, i'm probably there

And even when it's dark out, the sun is shining somewhere

Swinging back on his chair, not aware it's legs are about to despair,

So screw all the screwballs who are too tall to pick up

Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh