This is a song about "Troy is a douche"

That's what a public offense is

Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces

And this is only a taste

Cause i’m going out with a fist raised

Money is the misson/ fame is just a given

Earl boykins i 'm hearing voices i try and listen

Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes

Well zoom, no offense but you look like a so-cal douche

Who knows what the

Malcolm sex is still a

This is a killin spree

Summertime in the city

Oi..get the point this ain't troy.. here achilles don't die..i destroy..rhyme smarter/

One bullet to the brain, forgive my sins and alli didn't mean to be a bother

Here i go again, falling in love

My lyrics is a virus