This is a song about "Shiting on rapers"

Dusted it off, and moved on

My sim card's the bomb

"hurry up, the cams on,

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

Feel your chest on top on

That's word to my mom

Mind your motherfucking business

You fake ass rapers take the piss

They pick on him and step on him

First off congratulations on the win

' alright, already, the show goes on

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

When 2pac got shot early on

When you took my hand up so calm

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

Not even on psychedelics today but i'm tripping on whats going on