This is a song about "Skinny dickhead"

You see the devil is alive but he work slow

But he is so semi and skinny eya-eya o

Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat.

I need me an engine that go real fast, call it hall/haul of fame once it haul ass

Nigga, im anarexic with that 6 pack cut your skinny ass in half

Got the vans on, plaid shirt and some skinny jeans,

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

I will fuck a fool up i dont care if im skinny

Just to make it in this broadway lights

Skinny cracker, i don't get in many fights...

Just a skinny white girl,

And he, what's his name, earl

Nigga, i'm a samurai, cut your skinny ass in half//

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass