This is a song about "Trinas song"

You're listening to this song

Ha, and the bitches all gone

You're listening to this song

We buy out stores till its all too gone

Man fuck these hating ass bitches i'm gone

Shut the fuck up, sing the song

But bitch you dumb as fuck to right from wrong

Read notes for a disclaimer on this song

Guess i’m different than most

No more sad song on pianos

Help us find our inner song

Haven't seen the world in so long

And, shit, here i am, writing this song

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

They say i'm wrong and i'm heartless, but all along

Your still gunna make it into my song,