This is a song about "Tooth fucking fruity"

I'm doing shit i never might of did

Fucking maggot fucking a faggot

Every problem you ever had with another man i gotta face

Ill make you eat the words of your fruity rap then tell me how it fuckin tastes

And he kicked her tooth on the floor

Gold chains, 24, niggas must be shinin' more

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues

My rhymes will cut you up and leave you on the floor like omkars tooth

Yeah, i got the flow that they know is the truth

Tried to yank my chain now your missing a tooth

U loose a tooth or three if you put up your dukes with me

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Guess it's time to see who really is yo' friendtell me you pregnant and i'm amazed

But at least, my spit dont taste like yeast, more like minty tooth paste, what a waste,