This is a song about "Sorry youre ill"

Women at my pole

And youre no longer whole.

Youre an obstruction, complete dysfuction made from -corruption

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

At the pawn shop, tryna sell this baume watch

Youre all pawns of the thing at large

What a feeling of overcoming the odds

Ill be getting the pussy, while youre suckin cocks

You think youre sooo slick

Pepe le pew my music

I am legend, a snicker dick in a vanilly chick

But youre are lyrics just shit and youre rapping sucks my dick

Wanna see you work your body

No you ain't i'm sorry