This is a song about "The song lyrics generator is hosted by rap pad"

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

Hosted by great the king slayer, and it's kickin',

Bow down the rap god has spoke, the real harmonic praised lyrics/

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

This is the underground, team rap pad we're the kings we've all been crowned,

I'll push this fucking pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the ground

Iv not long joined rap pad

The crown ruler is back

You brought and chose, guess she moving on, yep, we do it wrong

The gang-banging and violence, is the sweetest song

The rap pad border got me wanna win them races

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

And we still high assed outscreamin' 'thug till i die'before i passed outbut now that your gone

Cause’ i’m the rap boogeyman, motherfucker, you’ll understand by the end of this song/

Y'all similes is literal shit

Rap pad was forever haunted