This is a song about "Terrible singer"

When my minions meet the living and have terrible tension

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

I felted terrible, because all i did was making her feel worse.

I feel like quasimoto with all this shit on my shoulders

They call me malevolent-oxide a terrible toxic peroxide,

Now can i take it off yarub my tongue across yai do it so right

So here, i'll give you my condolences for such a terrible loss.

And never let up, look how i just crept up without applause

I'm really pretty i'm a singer

Pour out a little liquor

Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines

With you going through more terrible times.

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Ha, there gonna be haters saying im not a rapper but a little singer