This is a song about "Steven universe"

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

The world in my wallet, the universe in my hand

Take a shot at the excorcist then x em out with these words

I spit these words to try and reverse the curse of our universe

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

Well you can have the world 'cause the universe is ours/

A gift a lift a revolutionary continental shift for the whole universe

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

Like writing the answers to the universe in the underwater sand.

Hustlin' in each and every ghetto with a mic in my hand

But i don't trust anybody, yeah no one

To worry about me and my bro steven

In my perverse universe

Singing my life with his words

Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards, nothing i ever do works

In the country , in the villages , in the earth and universe