This is a song about "T ramos the bender"

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

Snapple fact: you rather wack

For them to see just who they would knowbut for me i held concern

T-caines sucks, ouu burn, im a out going underdog, the luckiest vern

Since she wasn't really cribbing to his living

D j t j, the best, do his thing

Or smoke some purp take a percocet and xanax and chill

Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,

A real fender bender, mysterious like i'm slender/

Well that's not her fucking name, but i think this shit is clever

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

Cause this is how i feel when i ain’t rappin on the mic you bitch

The sickest people couldn''t have even imagined

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust