This is a song about "Silly bitches"

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

Dad, it's so ridiculous, feeling silly i hit you up

It ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all

Smiling silly smiles stricken down the silent wall

Cause i won, on some silly shit, i already know

Ironically it subs like a hero

Got 30 shots started actin silly

And i got a little big, keep it low key

I can't stand battling illiterate silly pricks

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

If it's right tonight, i might bite that

You can't solve it, silly rabbit

Im that you would go and steal my heart away

Kid, silly syllable wordplay, lyrical verse spray

And typical lyricists rapping about silly shit,

Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket