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

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

All them other boys targets and i'm flawless with the aim

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

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

No sword tho just rhymes and blunt smoking alot

Bout peppermint schnapps in junior high hit the block

Still they wonder how i seem so confident

No shit, he's a gangster on the mic, yea right cunt

You wouldn't be as high smoking crack rocks in a blackhawk,

Then all i really want is for her to get on top

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

Fuck, fuck, fuck. out of luck, i'm stuck. shit, shit, shit. i quit, a bit lit.

Rappers are regular people minus money ya like

Hoe from behind whiles smoking a blunt and a pipe,

And people right down the street from us are still smoking crack,

For everything i lost tell em i want it all back