This is a song about "Tim kelly"

But luckily tim changed my year

The vision is quite clear

She was the queen of the club

Tim fuckin duncan, posting up

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk

Rails n nails in the air, slow mo, like snails & tim dale's speech impediment.

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

Tim rapped on the track, and i felt complete

Pissing on girls like r-kelly, feeding them my jelly

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

Mix a little syrup, it ain't no way to cure him

It all started with my mom's ex boyfriend tim

And we better than all these mutha fuckas up in this era

Kill your grandma, piss on her corpse, r. kelly nigga,