This is a song about "Slade thompson"

For the first time we truly met was chicago,

Face down, ass up, ain't none of my bitches planking though

Hey ''kid'', remind me to stick this screwdriver in your mommas butt

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

Ain't that your worst fear

Dad abuses the beer

Chicago days, lake michigan waves

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

I'mma sign that work and release that

Well its between you and dad

And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck

Next thing i know is, theres a gaping hole in my butt,