This is a song about "Sparta use harsh taning"

And the harsh shit hits the suburbs, and they're able to save,

My music is like confetti rain when you win a race

Coz u ain't got no use

When they hear me rocking the groove

I'm the new guy you people will use

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

And fuck off if you think that's a little bit harsh

That proud feeling we get knowin' that pussy is ours

I don't know what words to use

Zero options to choose

One time for the girls with the right shoes

I don't know what words to use

And your bitch is the type of bitch who really wanna lose

Gently through and through, truth is truth, harsh or loose, leave a bruise,

And there's wet pussy on my face shake that ass

I wanna use up feelings i use to pass,