This is a song about "Shiting on rapers"

' alright, already, the show goes on

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

New message from mom

Feel your chest on top on

Full of shit, like i ate that john

"hurry up, the cams on,

When 2pac got shot early on

Angle these beats like a pentagon

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

' alright, already, the show goes on

You're fired and tired, you can't stay up like a limp dick

Droning on and on, about geometry and trig....

I can taste the salt from my tears

Relying on myself

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

They pick on him and step on him