This is a song about "Tristan end ur self dirty busters ass lookin nigga"

Nigga...this shit is none of ur child's play

Represent the borough nigga, b.k. all day

I wonder why, i sit and cry

Ur body lookin when i walk by

Ur ass was roasted cause your rhymes purely suck

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

Take ur booty ass...and bitch plz start to run...

I hit your block and we can box for fun

I don't need to deal with a dirty ass kid

You in debt to the game success is expected

Stab my self to death and end the suffering tonight

Like the first nintendo, the blinking red light