This is a song about "Taylor the cunt"

Cunt, you drink like you have gills

Lil prps like 3 digits

Shut up cunt your bout to get slapped

That we can't forget the past

Spanglish, taylor, jamie, my ranking and yugioh trading cards

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

Are you a cunt, sap or bastard?

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red

Love is a bitch, i made sure the cunt is dead.

When it comes to beef it becomes a talent

So these are my real diss bars, now come at me cunt

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

You know you're a cunt

Ratchet and clank saga. kick a bitch in the cunt and make her drop her sponge.

And i'm so fly i make some homebodies ?? leave the luggage