This is a song about "Think your the shit work on the internet and paid like a bitch"

Yessir... momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair

Did give you a good scare raised the hair on the back of your neck bitch beware,

You is just a groupie bitch and groupie bitch, no i think your sick

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

Lyrics the bitch got an internet on rap battling time spent, but my

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Cuz on the internet, you all talk,

A bitch ain't nothin' but a dog

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

And anyway, you hear all of these bad things about the internet,

I'm the first one to do that i bet you never knew that

Think you're hittin harder but your shit is just a bitch slap

My shit on the radio your shit on the shelf

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

So it's gonna go on the internet

You claim you a dog, my nigga, i’m the vet