This is a song about "Trent is a cunt"

Fuck off stop bullshittin you silly cunt it dont get it out

But it don't feel half as good as grandma saying she's proud

I don't want to grow up, i know that shit for a fact, nigga eighteen

Crush you like a twig, dash any cunt for a cig, im sick, im fucked up, seen

So these are my real diss bars, now come at me cunt

I nurture their brain, i'm moving the movement

I’m young and wild and i charm our old mother

Tied up cunt in my basement like a prisoner

Be beside, lord, just give the right to desire or admire such

Ratchet and clank saga. kick a bitch in the cunt and make her drop her sponge.

Why? cause i really didn’t wanna get my shit wet

Love is a bitch, i made sure the cunt is dead.

Roughen up her fucking cunt and whisper,

Too late now we're friends, i surely prefer

No shit, he's a gangster on the mic, yea right cunt

But she's not alonemiss independent