This is a song about "Shiting on rapers"

When 2pac got shot early on

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

Eatting up weak rapers like its dinner

Hey, the mind state of a winner

Aight, keep going, on and on

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

Man it goes on and on

That's word to my mom

Beat out all console space invader rapers

Um tom frazier, new lebron haters

And this world's mine, but the womb is hers

I could go on and on and on for hours,

This boa, what's your motivation

They pick on him and step on him

My sim card's the bomb

Light the way, lead us on