This is a song about "Stupid striders cannot contain my awesone"

She likes the way it hits her lips

Words cannot describe my feelings

Past all these glass jaws and assholes that claim

My fear i can no longer contain

Everything was picture perfect till you moved the frame

And fortunately for you i'm easy to contain

I'm a rare rat that be hunted by the super cat

My movement to find the stupid mc's bodies who now lack

Stuck on stupid all you boyz aint on my level you've been executed my flow got you wounded

Pushin permanent twistin i'm on a mission got me on the mashtried to dig, you was screamin when i did

Can't go to her family, they won't let her stayno money no babysitter, she couldn't keep a job

Nah, i ain't even gonna pretend that you fought. my ideas are not something that cannot be bought.

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

My crazy peers those stupid foolish fucks

Sellin’ weed mother fucker, just to fund my stupid antics

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives