This is a song about "Taylormiller a peice of dumb shit"

Thats right you are a dumb bitch

Trying to give them light and a message

Thinkin that we dumb an shit

Yeah see i let my nigga hit that

Pop a zany what a dumb decision

Now you gotta make it easy for me don't run

But that’s just life, where i’m from

"you don't need a shrink, son, their ways are dumb".

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

Fucking checkin punks want to become a dumb

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

I was a fucking dumb 8th grader

I don't really know what the fuck's in my cup

Like a shit motor, being a dumb fuck

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

To stir it up like a spoon in a cauldron of shit