This is a song about "Stinging"

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

A great pain stinging like i severed my own artery

I'm thee, greatest on the microphone, stinging like bee, but,

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

Molested at eleven and she always reminiscing

Same swank except now the brethren's puns be stinging

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Im sorry if my words are stinging, big ego in the verses im slinging.