This is a song about "Smoking a blunt crack fuck of shit cunt"

Who do you blame? it's a shame because the man's slain

I'll fuck up more tricks than a crack-addicted david blaine/

Forever remain a cunt/ excuse me if i become a bit tooo blunt/

Nickel plated chromegot this baby capone lookin like a giant

Your rhymes are all whack, there so shit you must of pulled em out of your crack,

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

Fellatio is frequent, still i treat them decent

If i catch her i can fuck her in the cunt

Like nut smoking up blunt for blunt

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

Fuck that here is a blunt its already rolled/

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

Seemingly insistent to get a piece of this cunt

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

In a room, roll a blunt, in my glass, fuck it fast

I say it’s your world, cole world to be exact