This is a song about "Slut bags"

We're young and we don't give a fuck

Oh, did i scare you, slut?

I'm everything that they call nice

I'm a winner , bags for disposing guys,

Look, viewin life from the 36th floor

But she’s a slut she’s whore

Run through the puddles, playin' in the mud

So if you spreadin lies ill have to smack a slut

And blastin' to snatch you fags like hand bags

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

Fuck that slut, what would be the payoff

Have you shakin' i would break you off

Slut, don't be defiant

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

I'll get u tagged like bags at boutiques//